The Stranger Series | Split Second
The voice that disappeared...
This series is based on true experiences of encounters with strangers which have left their mark decades on.
If you missed any of the other parts in the series, you can read them below:
Today’s post is part 4, shared by Andrea Thorfinson, get ready to read a life changing experience!
After my husband died, I lived on autopilot for a long time.
I went through the motions of life — work, errands, routines — without really being there. I wasn’t fully aware of myself or my surroundings. I was surviving, not living.
One afternoon, during my lunch break, I was walking to the bank, head down, lost in my own thoughts, lost in grief, just trying to get to my destination… just trying to get through the day. The crosswalk light turned green. I didn’t look both ways. Head still down, I stepped off the curb, ready to cross.
And then I heard it.
A very loud, very clear: “STOP.”
Startled, I froze. Seconds later, a car flew through the intersection, followed immediately by a police car. Time seemed to slow way down as I watched both cars collide, the first slamming into a parked car, the police car crashing into both, a tangled mess of metal.
Had I taken one more step, I wouldn’t be here writing this.
Heart pounding, I took another look at the wreckage in front of me. I watched as the officer emerged from his car, looking unsteady and shaken. No. movement from the first driver.
In horror, I looked around, ready to thank the person who had just saved my life. I was alone on the street. I looked up and down, even peeking into nearby shop windows. Where were they?
I was alone. Completely alone. Not another person in sight as far as I could see.
At the time, I tried to explain it away. Maybe I imagined it. Maybe the police officer yelled something through a loudspeaker.
But looking back, I know that isn’t what happened. The police officer couldn’t possibly have had time to warn me, had he even seen me? It all happened too fast.
But something stopped me.
And whatever it was, grace, protection, love reaching across worlds, it came only long enough to intervene.
And for the first time in a long while, I felt that I was being watched over…
even when I wasn’t watching myself.
Thank you for reading Andrea’s story. Andrea is a fantastic writer, I’ve thoroughly enjoyed getting to know Andrea, her publication is called Mouse and Meditation where she writes about spiritual experiences and meditation. Andrea has published a book called Living Life is Easy with Eyes Closed, you can check it out and claim yours today - Buy on Amazon
𝓒 𝓢𝓲𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓮 ✨
Part 5 coming out soon - Through the Crowd / A Través de la Multitud by Catalina Garcia
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Thank you Andrea for sharing your experience with us. I couldn't wait to share this but stuck to the weekly schedule without pushing post!
I have read this probably 4 times since you sent it to me & at the part where you looked for the person and no one was there it still sends chills down my spine but I'll explain - it's not chills of being scared or spooked it's like a different sensation. The only way I can explain this sensation is like a knowing. I immediately know exactly how it feels to look for someone who saved you from something terrible and no one is there... It is supernatural. Those who have been through this will understand, it can't be explained logically that a human disappeared within seconds. Yes a traumatic or scary situation plays with our mind but for people like us who have since encountered the spiritual realm, there's an understanding that we are not alone. Some will say angels, others guides, some say ancestors or loved ones who have passed on. We've spoken about our shared thoughts on who this most likely was and I'm so happy that they stopped you from an awful life changing experience, your children still have you and this is a miracle, after having lost their father, your husband. It means so much that we've gotten to know each other more & I appreciate you so much! Much love ❤️
Wow, this is I can't actually find the words. Wow. How did you feel writing about your experience? Did it take you back to that time?
It's very sad to read about the loss of your husband and don't know when this happened but I just want to say I hope you are coping and have the support you need or needed at the time. This story made my hairs raise. Thank you for sharing, instant restack!