The marble angel

This is my contritution to Sunday Photo Fiction for January 4, 2015. Every Sunday a new photo prompt is given. The weekly challenge is to write an original story with no more than 200 words. It’s supposed to have a beginning, middle, end, and follow the picture prompt for the week.

The link for all other stories is as follows. Be sure to click on the little blue frog in the blue box to read all the other stories:

Genre: Β Depends on what you believe. As for me,

who wants to be alone?

Word Count: Β 200 Words


Larry was four. He had been sent by The Creator as many believe all are. As we grow older, we tend to forget the place we came from as is natural.

Larry told his mother, “Mommy, I have the nicest friend. He said he’ll protect me.”

His mother thought, “Isn’t that nice. I’m glad he feels secure and happy.” She also noticed him talking to this “imaginary friend.” She’d heard this was not uncommon with small children, so gave it little thought.

There is a belief among many people that there are guardian angels, one assigned to each child, and we’re never truly alone; one day when we die, we’ll meet that angel.

One day Larry came down with a high fever and went into a coma. He was taken to the hospital and treatment began. His parents took turns at his bedside. The doctor was unsure whether he’d pull through. His parents began a prayer vigil. This went on for several weeks. His temperature came down somewhat and finally broke.

The first thing Larry told his parents was, “My friend was there and said it wasn’t time for me to leave you yet.”

What do you believe?

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32 thoughts on “PROTECTOR

    • Thanks Jules. I’m sure people believe many different things. I’m fine with that as long as it doesn’t lead to violence. I love that old saying about the “fox holes”. Thanks for the link. I’ll go and read your story. πŸ™‚ — Suzanne


    • Thanks David. I would imagine different people would react in different ways. Keeping an open mind in this case is probably what many people would do. I’m very glad you liked the story. πŸ™‚ — Suzanne


  1. I believe there are protectors. They aren’t necessarily imaginary friends. They could be something the guarded is completely unaware of. Who knows? I really enjoyed this.


    • Thanks Eric. I also don’t know if the protectors would be imaginary friends of a child, but I used that idea as I’ve often wondered about it. It’s not something I was ever taught. The guarded is probably usually unaware of the presence of an unseen protector. I can’t say I’ve ever seen such a presence, although I say a prayer I was taught to the guardian angel. I figure I can use all the help I can get. I’m very glad you enjoyed the story. πŸ™‚ — Suzanne

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    • Thanks Elephant. I wouldn’t expect everyone to think the same way about this subject as different people hold different beliefs. Thanks for reading it and commenting. I appreciate it. πŸ™‚ — Suzanne


  2. When my sister was a child, about three or four, she had serious bronchitis. All the while, our granddad sat on the end of the bed looking after her. He would not leave her side until she was better and then he left.

    Problem was, our granddad had died about ten years previously.


    • Thanks Al. Reading that actually gave me chills. I’m certain there are many things we still don’t understand. A friend of mine said her mother told her that her husband, my friend’s father, appeared to her one night and told her not to worry any more about him. He was now in Paridise.. She’d been praying for his soul, and wasn’t a fancitul person. She was a person you tended to believe. — Suzanne

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      • A few years ago, my cousin was in Scotland – well, he does live there, and whilst out on one of the Lochs, he lost his oars. He had no way of getting back to the shore. He was so far out that he couldn’t be seen. He started to freeze, and he said that our dead nan sat with him on the boat until help came. He said he didn’t know whether it was hallucinations due to lack of water and food, or if she really was looking after him. He, like us, would like to think it was her.


  3. I think there was a protector, a guardian angel, and other cultural/spiritual representations. It is something I have believed for a long time.
    Your story fits so well with my beliefs. I was engaged through out. A wonderful take on the prompt!


    • Thanks Phylor. I do believe in angels. I added the part about the angel being the imaginary friend because I wasn’t taught that, but have wondered about it. I believe there are many things that exist though we can’t see them. — Suzanne


      • I agree that there are things that exist but we don’t see. Doesn’t mean they don’t exist. Perhaps they are hesitant to show themselves these days.


      • I’ve thought perhaps they’re in what we call “another dimension”. Scientists have told us that although we view things as solid, things are made up of atoms, etc. that are in constant motion. Even if angels do appear to people, I’ve read that they take on the appearance of other human beings. I also read that someone saw a “glow” close to a person near them although that person wasn’t aware of it. I think we’re just meant to believe some things even though we can’t see them.


      • Belief systems are fascinating. Fairies of some sort are embedded within many cultures belief systems.
        We all have the capability to believe in angels even if we never see one
        I believe in fairies (and imps). I hope to see, talk to, and drink fairy tea with a fairy or two.
        I agree that “we’re just meant to believe some things some things eve though we can’t see them.”


      • I remember my dad telling me of an elderly Irish woman telling him and some other children about the fairies in Ireland. He had laughed and she said to him, “Young man there do be fairies in Ireland.” πŸ™‚


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