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Angels of Haunted Soul - Chapter 2


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Haunted soul | Source

Haunted soul | Source


Sophia is a special God gifted girl to save and heal humanity from all the miseries.But there are some evil forces working behind to stop her from knowing the truth of her soul.But God has His own plan and He knows when and how He would fulfil it.

Sophia already has started having true dreams and some turn out to be nightmares and she gets frightened sometimes.But she is protected by a white beard old man who guards her from evil forces.She can see him with her anytime she needs protection.

Sophia and her mummy go out for a picnic in Hyde Park.They also take ‘Hope’, a little kitten, who is a little miracle, with them.They all are having fun in the park when suddenly Sophia screams behind the tree where she and Hope were playing hide and seek.

Mrs Sarah Thompsons rushes towards the tree to find out and to her horrible surprise, she finds Sophia there laughing, a freakish laugh, and Hope is not there.

“Hope is fine, her guardian has taken her, she will be back soon," Sophia replies with a laugh on asking.

Let’s find out what’s going on with Thompsons family and where is Hope gone?

Join me please as I start writing this chapter of ‘Angels of Haunted Soul.’

Sophia's Mystery laughing episodes

Mrs Thompsons was so tensed, didn't have any clue about Sophia's condition, except Sophia had such episodes many times since she was born.

Once, when Sophia was three, and they were having holidays in South Africa with Sophia's grandma Fanie.Whole family was out to have a seaside picnic on a sandy warm beach.

It was a hot summer day, sun was shining at it's full warmth, Adam and Sarah were taking sun bath under the warm sun.Granny Fanie was taking afternoon nap under her large umberalla.It was so relaxing to feel the hot energy of sun rays.Sophia was playing with her bucket and shovel.She was collecting all little stones in her bucket.

Suddenly, she screamed and started laughing.Everybody ran towards her in stress.

"Are you okay my dear? look at me," Adam Thompsons asked in shattering tone.

There was no answer but only meaningless laughing sound which made everyone worried about her.And one line she uttered,

“fallen bird is flying back again, hurray.”

“What bird, we can't see any,” her daddy replied looking around with wide open eyes, in search of bird.

"Look, there it is, flying higher," Sophia answered pointing her little finger towards the blue sky.

Adam and Sarah Thompsons chased after her finger towards the sky in search of bird, but there was no bird which startled them more.Both of them, looked back at Sophia whose finger was still pointing to the unknown bird.

"Cannot you see the bird, you poor chaps," Granny's sound came after.

"No, can you see the bird," Sarah asked worriedly.

"Of course, I can, there it is, right in the middle of the sky trying to fly higher."

"Come to me my child, no one can understand ya better than me," grandma Fanie called Sophia.

Sophia ran towards grandma, sat on her lap, looked at her and laughed meaningfully this time.

Both of the parents were failed to get any clue, "can you explain please," Sarah asked in miserable sound.

"Later dear, it's not time yet," Miss Fanie answered.

"And don't worry, Sophia is absolutely perfect healthy child, but spiritually blessed which you won't understand, you need some time to recognize real Sophia," she told Sarah while tapping her shoulder.

This thing brought a pleasant feeling of relief in Sarah Thompsons’ mind when she was coming back home with Sophia but then another incident flashed in her memory which made her bit anxious.

Once she found Sophia standing alone in their living room at middle of night, laughing and talking to someone.Sophia was 5 years old then.

"What's goin' on Sophie? Are ya alright? Who's there?"

Sophia looked back at her mum and replied with a smile: " Nothing mommy, I was just helping an angel, he was so worried, his wings were not working properly, I just fixed them, and look he can fly now."

"I can't see any angel Sophie, ya gotta kidding me, right?"

"Nope, I am serious mommy, there is angel here, his name is Angel Igrabil, he is standing right here, and saying thank you to me for repairing his wings to fly towards the heavan again," Sophia replied with a smile on her face.

"how did ya fix his wings Sophie?" Sarah asked.

"Well, I just laid my hands on his wings, a light of my hands touched his light of wings, both lights changed in one light for a minute, and my light of hands covered all his wings and boom, there was a huge splash then.And his wings were working perfectly fine after this magic of huge light which I could see touching the sky."

"Ya must be dreaming dear as you had a scary dream of that black man following ya last time Sophie.”

"No, mommy, this is not dream, and other one you are talking about was not a dream as well."

Mrs Sarah Thompsons could perfectly remember all those incidents as she parked her car in the driveway of her house.Sophia came out of car in hurry and ran towards the main door, without waiting for her mummy.Sarah came after and opened the door.

“Why are ya in such a rush Sophie?”

Sophia didn’t reply her and hurried to the hallway.

Black Powers in Action

Sophia ran through the hallway leading to the living room and went upstairs with quick steps.Sarah followed her and found her sitting on one corner of her bedroom besides the clothing wooden cabinet.Sophia was shaking like an electrical shock and her face was sweating even in low temperature.

Her eyes were all black, there was no white thing left in her eyes.Her face was pale yellow colour.

“Go”! She uttered with black wide eyes.

“Who”! asked Sarah with stunned eyes.

But there was no answer to her question.

“Oh my God, what’s goin’ on? somebody please help me here,” Sarah creid in pain.

Then suddenly she got up, ran downstairs, and went straight to the kitchen.Opened the top white cabinet and got out a white glass jar with a sealed lid.There was a note on front: “Nightmares”.

Dust of times to stop evil | Source

Dust of times to stop evil | Source

She hurried back towards Sophia’s bedroom with quick steps.Sarah opened the lid of this spell dust of all times which father Alexander gave her to protect the house from evil powers.

“Oh, damn!” She whispered.

She forgot those three lines which she had to read while putting the dust around the room to get the magic work against dark forces.In distress, she looked at Sophia who was still shaking like a fish without water.

And Sarah couldn’t see her daughter in this condition.But her mind got empty with fear and stress.Not even a single word she could remember of those lines.

“I gotta find a way to let this magic dust work,” she said to herself while grinding her teeth with anxiety.

To be continued

Please don’t forget to join me for next chapter to find out how Sarah Thompsons struggled to get the dust magic work and how did she save her daughter from dark forces.

© 2018 Nikki Khan


Nikki Khan (author) from London on May 01, 2018:

Thanks Tim for your visit and for appreciating ‘Sophie’ creation.Magic powder is used in many asian and african communities, even in Christains, you’re right.It’s considered a powerful element to get hold of all evil and black magic.

You’d explore more magic and spells around brother,, stay along.

Bless you!

Tim Truzy from U.S.A. on April 29, 2018:

Fascinating. I like the way you used "magic powder." That's consistent with the old African and Asian perspectives which were incorporated into Christianity. Sophie is definitely an interesting creation. I'm sincerely enjoying your story.



Nikki Khan (author) from London on March 30, 2018:

Thanks Harish for your appreciation,, Really need it.

Sophia is an amazing girl but unfortunately is in grip of some evil who want to use her for vicious purposes.

I hope good wins, bless you!

Harish Mamgain from New Delhi , India on March 30, 2018:

O what a girl Sophia is ! Proceeding to read the next chapter. Nikki, this chapter is no less interesting than the first one. You write so well.

Nikki Khan (author) from London on March 19, 2018:

Thanks Jo for stopping, the story is full of black shadows and human struggle to fight them.Let’s see who wins.

Chapter 3 and 4 are on profile as well, enjoy the ride whenever you feel free dear.

Jo Miller from Tennessee on March 19, 2018:

Vivid and interesting. Looking forward to reading more.

Nikki Khan (author) from London on March 17, 2018:

Thanks Chris for taking your time to read Sophia’s story!

A little girl who is deeply buried under black shadows but have some divine power to save humanity which evil forces don’t want her to do.

I feel sorry for poor Sophia, just stick along to find out more.

Bless you!

Chris Mills from Traverse City, MI on March 17, 2018:

"Her eyes were all black, there was no white thing left in her eyes." That was a chilling moment. What is going on with this child? I'll keep reading to find out.

Nikki Khan (author) from London on March 12, 2018:

Thanks William for reading along, you’ll find out soon what’s next.

Just stick along.

Many Blessings.

William Kovacic from Pleasant Gap, PA on March 11, 2018:

So it gets darker and darker. What's next? I'll be waiting for Part 3!

Nikki Khan (author) from London on March 10, 2018:

Thanks Gypsy, next part would be up soon.

Bless you.

Gypsy Rose Lee from Daytona Beach, Florida on March 10, 2018:

Most fascinating. Looking forward to finding out what happens.

Nikki Khan (author) from London on March 09, 2018:

Oh that’s very interesting Sean Brother,,So God’s appearance and wisdom is on my side.

Just amazing,,thanks brother for letting me know these wonderful meanings of names in Greek language.

God bless you always :)

Ioannis Arvanitis from Greece, Almyros on March 09, 2018:

In Greek, Sophia means "wisdom," and Fanie (from Theofania) means "God's appearance." I think that they surprisingly fit your story. You have the magic by your side, my Sister!

Nikki Khan (author) from London on March 09, 2018:

Thanks Manatita ji!

It is continued with spell of times and rule of dark shadows lurking over Thompsons house.

Just stick up.

Bless you brother.

manatita44 from london on March 08, 2018:

Dark forces, eh? A nice plot and seems to flow well. I like your bottle of nightmares. Continue ... continue ...

Nikki Khan (author) from London on March 08, 2018:

Thanks Sean brother for admiring my story,,I like Sophia name much,, it’s an indian name too.Fanie name is just an imaginary name.I didn’t know that they are greek names too.

God bless you my brother.

Ioannis Arvanitis from Greece, Almyros on March 08, 2018:

Thrilling and addictive!

Bravo, my dear Sister! I can hardly wait for the next episode!

Let me ask you something about the names.

Sophia and Fanie are Greek names, how about that?

Nikki Khan (author) from London on March 08, 2018:

Thanks Frank for passing along and for appreciating my story.

Of course, pictures help us see better than just visualising and this was the purpose to put this jar picture here.

You are an amazing mind reader, I must tell you Frank :)

Many Blessings my friend.

Frank Atanacio from Shelton on March 08, 2018:

you story is flowing smoothly.. I like the fact that you even pulled out and photoed a picture of the glass jar with the words nightmares printed on the outside.. clever to let us see the jar and not just visualize it.. bravo

Nikki Khan (author) from London on March 07, 2018:

Thanks Flourish for your visit,,you would find about Hope in next chapter,, just stick along dear :)

FlourishAnyway from USA on March 07, 2018:

That description was so vivid. I’m wondering about the little kitty. Hope needs to be okay!

Nikki Khan (author) from London on March 07, 2018:

Thanks Bill for visiting as always.Have learnt much from you.You are a great teacher for new writers and a wonderful friend.

God Bless you always Bill :)

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on March 07, 2018:

The tension is mounting, always a good way to leave your readers...wanting more!

Blessings to you always, my talented friend

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