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The Strange and Unexplainable Things that Happen to Powerful Women

SWING SET

When I was four or five years old, my mom had to go to work temporarily to help out with the income.  I ended up being put in daycare while she was at work.  I hated it.

The staff at the daycare I was taken to wouldn’t listen to me or my parents.  They made me take naps with the other kids even when my parents told them I didn’t have to.  It was too much trouble for them to watch me while they took a break during “nap-time”.  They also kept pressuring me to play with the other kids.  I just didn’t want to.  I wanted to be alone, but not because I was mentally ill… it’s because I had other friends that were far more interesting.

I looked forward to the outside playing time the most.  It was my “private time”.  Every day I would spend my time on the tall swing-set in the far corner of the playground.  I would always get on the farthest swing and swing as high as I could.

That’s where my angel friends were.

There were three of them.  They were all women.  It almost seemed like they were related… generational.  The most prominent was an older woman with graying hair, who wore a bun on the top of her head.  There was a middle-aged woman, and a younger (teens or 20’s age) woman.

They told me they were there to be with me while my mom was away.  They also taught me things, which I could not possibly recall now, but I do remember that my time with them was a time of instruction.  It was fascinating to me, and I would much rather spend my time with them than with any of the kids digging in the dirt below me.

The staff didn’t understand why I didn’t want to play with the other kids.  I just wanted them to leave me alone.  They were always making me do stuff I didn’t want to do while we were inside.  I just wanted them to leave me alone when I was outside so I could be with my angel friends.

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