It was a Sunday morning at 8:00 a.m. My family and I went to church for mass, and we sing songs that we love. But we have to believe in him, and I was one of them. My brother, went with us every Sunday instead of going out with his friends, So my dad watches him while the pastor continue reading the Bible. The pastor wants me to say a prayer before the mass is over. "Good job, my child." He said. "Thank you." I said. After mass, we went back home for lunch and talk about today's mass. But I was thinking... should I believe there's angels in heaven? My brother teases me and said, "Come on, you don't see one. Let's talk something else." My Dad was very upset for what he did to me. "Son, leave her alone, she needs peace for lunch." I was upset and going upstairs to my room and never get out until dinner.
I was sad that my brother teases me about something that I wanna know. But suddenly, something happened. When I was up, I saw a angel on my desk table. He was worried about my life. "Hi dear." "Hi", I Said. "What's the matter? You look upset about something." I was talking about that to her after lunch. He said, "I can't believe what he did to you. He needs some attention about heaven and God. And I'll find a way to do it." "But how?" I said. So I was at dinner to say a praise before we eat, but my brother still don't believe me. "Dear, who's behind you?" Says my dad. "It's an angel!" I said. The angel waves to my family. My brother still don't believe. He says to him, "What you did was wrong, that's not a way to treat your sister like that." "What?" Says my brother. "He's right, what you did was wrong, and you need to apologize to me about what you did." He apologize to her. "I'm sorry, sis. It's just.. when do I believe in angels?" "It's all in the Bible. And I'm gonna show you how." My brother started reading the Bible yesterday before church. The next day at the mass, the people bow down their heads for the prayer, and for the first time, my brother was bowing down for the prayer. That Will teaches him a lesson not to do bad things to me. Later on at dinner time, he said a prayer too before we eat. Mom and Dad are proud of him, and myself too. He said to me, "Now I can believe in God about everything in the Bible, and I will continue every Sunday after church." "That's my bro." I said. At bedtime, all of us was praising him before going to sleep. When I was ready to go to sleep, I went to the window to see a shining star straight at me. It was the angels of heaven. And I was proud of them to help me out. "Thank you so much." And then, I went to sleep. I will always believe in him when I'll be an adult very soon.
