Guardian Angel in disguise
As the ice melted off our roof, my husband and I planned to take a camping trip to the Death Valley National Park. Since childhood, I have been quite a paranormal activities enthusiast, so this would be a fun trip for me. Since it was an impromptu plan, my husband was a little nervous. So you know, my husband is a very cautious person. He usually needs time to pack all the essentials and salt. Now I do not believe in the salt theory, as it did fail once, and I was fallen unconscious for the next three days. Gladly, my husband Drake doesn’t know about this. And I decided to keep it a secret for our best interest. So we reached our destination, and it was just us and our van in the middle of the forest. It was dark and cold. We pulled out the portable campfire that my husband insisted on buying on our way. In retrospect, it was a good decision. After setting up our tents near the lake, we snuggled inside a cozy blanket and listened to lo-fi music. We were vibing to the mood just when- we...