People tend to start believe in things when bad things happen.

I however, I stopped believing in all the things which were always real to me.

God, heaven, hell, destiny, the red string and.. angels.

If you once lose your belief in a certain thing, the chances of believing in them again are minor.

I stopped believing.

I stopped believing in school, in passion, in life and death.

I stopped believing in me.

For a long time.. so blank in thoughts.. so empty with emotions.. nothing was there to believe.

Shall I end it ? What is there to stop me ? Nothing.

Just around that time I had hit the pitchest black of my thoughts when..

12 miracles happened at once.

12 miracles in form of..  beautiful angels, which made me reassure that angels do exist.

Each of them said a sentence which saved me back then.

"I will take you to a happier place, if you need to."

"I will be the energy you need."

"I will blow all your problems away."

"I will heal you everytime you are hurt."

"I will protect you with all my strength."

"I will lift you up, when you are down."

"I will be your light guiding you through the dark."

"I will always warm your heart..."

"...and I will always cool your mind."

"I won't ever let you hit the ground."

"I will always save you in time."

"I will always be a part of you."

I finally believed again.

I believed in angels.

I believed in.. me.