One day, while I was walking in the park I noticed a little girl. She stood barefoot and dirty and indifferently, watching all of the people going by. She was silent and did not say a word.
Everybody just passed by and did not pay any attention to her.
The next day, I decided to go back to that park and check to see if the girl was still there. She was right there, in the same spot as yesterday, sadly looking around. I felt worried about her, as a park full of strangers is not a good place for small kids to play alone.
I started to approach her and suddenly noticed that the girl’s back was oddly deformed. A thought crossed my mind that maybe this was the reason why everyone was avoiding her and did not try to help.
I got closer and smiled, to let her know that I was there to talk—to help. I started with, “Hello,” and then sat down near her. The girl was very surprised, however, and after a long stare into my eyes she replied, “Hi!”
We talked and talked, so many hours passed by and darkness came. The park became silent and empty. Then I carefully asked the little girl why she was so sorrowful and lonesome.
“I am different, that’s why,” was her reply.
I agreed with her and smiled, “Yes, you are,” and then I continued, “You remind me of an Angel, pure and sweet.”
She slowly rose to her feet and smiled, “Really?”
I confirmed that she looked to me like a little Guardian Angel to watch all of the people going by. To my surprise, she nodded her head and admitted, “I am, I am your guardian angel,” and then she spread her wings.
I was so amazed that I couldn’t say a word.
After a moment she explained, “To think of someone other than yourself—that was the purpose of my job here.”
Then I got to my feet and asked, “Why has nobody stopped to help you?”
“Because only you could see me,” was her answer, and then she was gone.
