Prologue:

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(Twinkle twinkle little star music is playing on the background)

"Mom, do angels really exist?" I asked my mom with a soft low voice.

"Yes dear, they really exist. And they are always on your side guiding you and keeping you away from any harm." She answered me while folding the edges of my blanket on the side of my bed.

She kneel down on the side of my bed and whisper to my little ear.

"So whenever you feel alone or afraid, you just have to pray the Guardian Angels prayer." As she ended by gently kissing my right ear.

"Come and join me." She invited me to pray with her the prayer she taught me.

My tiny hands clasps each other and my knees kneel down on my bouncy bed. Slowly I close my eyes and recite the prayer with my tiny lips.

"Angel of God, my Guardian dear, to whom God's love,commits me here. Ever this day be at my side,to light and guard, to rule and guide. Amen."

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