from Raelen Pavlick
I was riding the bus, one day, and talking to my friend, Hannah, when I felt arms wrap around my body like a hug.
My cousin, Marcus had died a couple of months before, he was only two. Anyway, I stopped talking halfway through my sentence, and Hannah kept asking what was wrong. I tried to answer her, but I couldn't talk. It was weird.
I then heard someone whisper "I miss you." The arms squeezed me a little, and then, they went away. I had a feeling it was Marcus (now my angel), but it was still a little weird.