My Saviors Looked Like Small Children

by Victoria
(New Caney, TX, USA)

This story is not easy to believe and I still get chills when I think about it. When I was 25, which is over 20 years ago, I lived in an apartment in Hampton, Virginia. I went to sleep one night as always, but was awakened around 2 a.m. There were 5 or six preschool aged "children" near me at my bedside.

They were close to my face and arms and they were insistent that I get up. "Now", they seemed to be urging, "now, get out of here!" I thought they were real, but I was confused. For some reason I felt sure I must do what they said and it was for me that I must. I threw on my robe, grabbed my keys and ran out the front door. There was a back door to this apartment because it was an old house converted into apartments. I got into my vehicle that was parked in the back of the building. I could see the back door. I was breathing hard and I was dazed by the rush of activity in getting out.

As I gained some calmness I looked over to my apartment to see a huge guy bust into my back door. I was so stunned. It was surreal. I called the owners because they were also friends and they called police. The man had been a former occupant and was suspected of various crimes at the apartment building, but it had never previously been proven.

Even now I feel weirded out to think I could have been in there, alone, when he came in. I can't explain what happened, I only know I will go to my grave thanking those small children, whoever and whatever they were.