In June of 1995 I went to stay with my grandmother in Forth Worth, Texas.When i got there she asked me to go wash up so that we could bake a cake.
In a few minutes after I was finished i came down stairs and asked her what kind we were going to bake and she told me our choices. we chose Angels Food Cake.But it was out-of-date so we added a few more eggs to it to make it softer.
she told me to throw away the box, but instead i used it to make cardboard dolls when i tore it apart i noticed that it said BEWARE on it and had a little pieceof yellow paper taped to it so it took itout and read "watch out for a terrible accident"i did not think much of it till the next day when my grandma and i went to the grocery store and a huge milk truck ran a red light.i took the whell because she had a ashma attack.i saved us.
i guess that ANGEL cake realy was our angel.
