Chapter 1: A Moment of Revelation

It’s an experience that remains etched in my memory, an encounter I cannot overlook.

While strolling through the streets, an unusual image emerged in my thoughts, resembling a deep scratch on the left side of my brain. I envisioned five streams of blood flowing from it. Despite suffering from chronic migraines, I felt surprisingly normal that day. "How peculiar!" I thought.

As I contemplated the meaning of this vision, a strange sensation occurred in my mind. It was like a soft feather lightly brushing against my skin; I was aware of it, yet it brought no pain. "Something unusual is happening in my head," I realized, feeling no discomfort but sensing something was amiss.

I found myself on Oxford Street in Central London amidst the evening rush hour. A worrisome thought crossed my mind: What if I collapsed and someone called for an ambulance? The idea of visiting the Accident & Emergency department was daunting.

Just a few steps later, I heard an external voice exclaiming, "Don't panic! Do NOT panic!"

Looking up, I beheld a magnificent figure floating above me, taller than any human I had ever seen, draped in a flowing, pleated garment. "If you say so," I murmured, still feeling somewhat disoriented but okay overall. I continued my walk and eventually boarded a bus to head home.

Weeks passed, and I remained unaffected by any further issues. In my naivety, I began to comprehend that something significant had transpired in my mind. That image I had seen might have represented a brain hemorrhage.

Furthermore, I came to understand that the intervention of that celestial being might have safeguarded my life—or at least spared me a distressing trip to the hospital. For this, I felt immense gratitude.

Since I didn’t consult a medical professional, I remained uncertain about what had truly happened. However, I began to conduct self-assessments of my cognitive functions, checking for reassuring signs that everything was intact.

Some of the self-tests I performed included: walking backward with my eyes open, walking forward with my eyes closed, walking backward with my eyes closed, and balancing on one leg for ten seconds with my eyes shut. Everything seemed perfectly normal, including my language skills.

This incident occurred around fourteen years ago, and I genuinely believe that it was an angel who came to my rescue.

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The first video titled "The Angel That Saved My Life" features a personal testimony about a divine intervention during a life-threatening situation.

Chapter 2: The Power of Divine Intervention

In the second video, "Angels Saved My Life When a Truck Crushed Me," the narrator shares a harrowing experience and the miraculous rescue by a higher power.