When I was 7 years old, I made fun of a mentally challenged old person at a party. Out of a corner of my eye, I saw this man stood up from his chair and headed towards me. He sat in front of me and asked my name and age and how old do I think the other person was. I gave my name and age and told him that person was too old. Then he said, “how would you feel if you get old and a little kid does exactly what you did to this person?” I bowed my head. Then he said “don’t do it anymore, you should respect older people”. He then left me and saw him with my parents. I was afraid he was going to tell them what I did to the old person but instead he told them goodbye, he has to visit some relatives. I followed him outside but then I heard my mother calling me so I went back inside. I asked my mom who was that person? I was surprised when my mother told me nobody had left the party yet. I insisted that I saw and heard them said goodbye to each other. I even described the person. Both stated they did not have a guest that fit my description. Do you think my sense of seeing and hearing played a trick on me? That experience was so real. How do I know it was real? I wasn’t dreaming. I was aware of my surroundings. I(the subject) was separate from them(the objects: other people) but we had some interaction. Was that person my conscience that manifested into physical form? The next one is another experience when I was about 19 years old. I left home went to a place far from home and sat on a bench. After a while I saw an old woman approaching me. After asking my permission if she could sit beside me, she said, “you don’t look poor, you have a problem, but this is a dangerous place. Follow my advice and go back home to your parents before it gets too dark.” She showed me a beautiful place which wasn’t there before or I wasn’t aware of then. I did not notice that she had already left my side so I decided to go to the place that she showed me but it wasn’t there, instead it was only a road. I followed the road, which was the way home. Good thing because the next day, I heard there was a stabbing that occurred near where I met the woman. Was she my guardian angel that became flesh? I hope you don’t laugh at these experiences, for they really happened to me. I’d like your opinions please. Thank you.