By: Michael Casey
Location: Upton MA USA
I was just a young boy about 4 or 5 years old. I was playing on the stairs inside my house, a small 3 bedroom cape. These stairs were the regular 12 steps but steep because it was a cape style home. I was climbing up one step at a time then jumping to the bottom. At the bottom was the front door. I got about 6 steps up from the bottom and jumped, all of sudden something grabbed me and i just slowly floated down the stair way and landed softly. It was like time had just gone into slow motion. I was very young but I was so amazed that I thought the stairs were magical. I turned around and went back upto the top. I jumped and once again I was carried to the bottom in what felt like energised slow motion. Right when I was going to hit the bottom, what ever it was realeased me and I hit kind of hard, but not enough to hurt me. I turned around and up at the top of the stairs was a old man with glasses. He looked at me with kind of a scold on his face. Like he was saying don't do that again. I was only 4 or 5 years old and didn't know what a ghost was so I was not frightend. I started to walk up the stairs to see him and he moved to the left into my sisters room, but his feet were really not moving. I went into her room and could not find him. I looked everywhere in her room but he was gone. I went down stairs to tell my mother but she was on the phone and wouldn't listen to me. I have since told this story a few time to my mother, brothers and sisters and my wife and kids. I don't think they beleive me to this day. I never new who it was untill I saw a book containing the ancestory of my family since my great grandfather came here in the late 1800's. It was my Great grandfather on my mothers side of the family. All my life I asked myself "why did he intervene on my behalf?" I lived a sinful life up untill my early 40's. I just figured because of how vile a person I was that I was either just saved by him or I was to intervene on behalf of another who was going to do something wonderful. Well two years ago I asked Jesus to be my savior and he said yes and the holy spirit came upon me in three dreams I had shortly after asking the lord to save me from this world. My conversion through the holy spirit and Jesus has been the most incredible journy in my whole life. I'm just at the begining of this journy, but I would never of had a chance to experience it if not for the intervention of my gardian angel.
Thank you great grandfather Bonfiglio
Your loving great grandson
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