(THE PSYCHO ANGEL)

ng. Maybe it just takes us fifteen to thirty minutes t

head," Ec

" I a

ling well, my head is

you here inside t

said and k

weekend before nanny Silva died, and I know that she will be happy again to see me visiting the chapel and start worshipping again. I reached the chapel and noticed that almost nothing changed. The quietness of the

I was still amazed, looking at beau

think he's around seventy-five or eighty; he is wearing thi

flowers that my nanny planted?" I asked h

your nanny

d with a smile, and he smiled back

ngly said and "You are Helena

y hugged me as if he missed me an

va; you are only six years old, and now you're a la

er me, but I am your nanny Silva's friend"

He asked, but I didn't answer him bec

he topic, and trying to remember all about him bec

ogether to the chapel. While looking at him, I feel like his energy

them. I roam my eyes inside the chapel, and I guess there are twenty of us in a small chapel with chairs and a crucifix at the front. There are men, women and children. This is the chapel that my nanny treated as her second home. She donated half of her salary for the chapel, and I am glad that all her hardsh

nd watch brother Ven later when the preach starts after sharing each member's life experiences. Of course, brother Ven called me first to introduce my name again to them and share my life experiences, and I told them how hurt I was when my nanny S

they just want to share their problems with everybody to relieve them. There is no way to re

d, who was twice older than her. Her boyfriend is an addict to cocaine and beat her, cheating on her, scaring h

rned home when she heard the news about her husband cheating on her. Every money she sent was supposed to be for their children, but her husband used it for

cational attainment. She's a former addict, and now she's a prostitute for a living. To support her five children from differen

mer addict, who got prisoned almost three times and just got out last month from jail because of robbery. He has no sibl

my heart heavy when I listen to them, but they don't have to worry because I am

called me and introduced me to Irene, Jean, Shirley and John because he wa

roducing them one by one again. As if I am not there sitti

greeted wi

d back even thoug

you, Helena,

t you too,"

a regular worshipp

will," I

have friends. Instead, I am walking now going to my car because Echo is waiting for me. I am here stuck and talking to them. They are friendly, but they have heavy hearts and negative ene

was walking halfway to my car when I heard John calling me. I

lled while catc

e black pen to me. I looked at him to see if

I answered while still looking at him. He wipe

ch you", He said. I raised my eyebrow and

nner if it's okay with yo

cause I wanted to make s

nd looked at me. Trying not to be shy and waiting for my answer. Hop

I said, and he nodded. I hurriedly

?" I told Echo in a shy voice becaus

d said, "It's a di

I looked at John. He is still waiting for m

date, bab

asked. I looked at him because

ing me for a dinner date? Are you no

t mad", He answered,

mission," He said, and now I understand why it i

t the back of the car, make sure that you will make him ride in our car and then

ot out of the car a

him. That made him smile and jump twic

k you?" He asked. As

answered because I didn't w

e halfway in the Blue avenue a

he sounded excited

en o'clock p.m. in Blue avenu

alked back to my car and left while he was s