There was this little girl sitting by herself in the park.  Everyone
passed by her and never stopped to see why she looked so sad.  Dressed
in a  worn pink dress, barefoot and dirty, the girl just sat and watched
the people go by. She never tried to speak, she never said a word. Many
people passed but no one would stop. The next day I decided to go back to
the park in curiosity to see if the little girl would still be there. Yes,
she was there, right in the very spot  as she was yesterday, and still with
the sad look in her eyes. Today I  was to make my own move and walk over to the little girl.  For as we all know, a park full of strange people is not a
place for young children to play alone. As I got closer I could see the back
of the little girl's dress was obscenely shaped. I figured that was the
reason people just passed by and made no effort to help. Deformities are a
low blow to our society and, heaven forbid if you make a step toward
assisting someone who is different. As I got closer, the little girl lowered
her eyes slightly to avoid my intense stare.  As I approached her, I could
see the obscene shape of her back more clearly.   She was grotesquely shaped in a humped over form. I smiled to let her know it was OK, I was there to help, to talk. I sat down beside her and opened with a simple Hello. The
little girl acted shocked, and stammered a "hi," after a long stare into my
eyes. I smiled and she shyly smiled back. We talked until darkness fell and
the park was completely empty. I asked the girl why she was so sad. The
little girl looked at me and with a sad face said, "Because I'm different."
I immediately said, "That you are!" and smiled.  The little girl acted even
sadder and said, "I know." "Little girl," I said, "you remind me of an
angel, sweet and innocent. She looked at me and smiled. Slowly she got to
her feet and said, "Really?" "Yes, you're like a little Guardian Angel sent
to watch over all those people walking by." She nodded her head yes, and
smiled. With that she spread her wings and  said, "I am. I'm your Guardian
Angel," with a twinkle in her eye. I was speechless, sure I was seeing
things. She said, "For once you thought  of someone other than yourself. My
job here is done." I got to my feet and said,
"Wait. So why did no one stop to help an angel?"
   She looked at me and smiled, "You're the only one that could see me,"
 and then she was gone. And with that, my life was changed dramatically.
So, when you think you're all you have, remember, your angel is always
  watching over you.

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