Monday, April 25, 2011

The Guardian Angel

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 by her, 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 where 
 she was yesterday, and still with the same 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. It was grotesquely 
 shaped. I figured that was the reason people just passed by and made no effort 
 to speak to her. 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 intent stare. As I approached 
 her, I could see the 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 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, then slowly she got to her feet and said, "Really?" 
 "Yes, you're like a little Guardian Angel sent to watch over all people 
 walking by." She nodded her head yes, and smiled.


With that she opened the back of her pink dress and allowed her wings to spread, 
 then she 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, why did no one stop 
 to help an angel?"


She looked at me, smiled, and said, "You are the only one that could see me," and then she was gone.
And with that, my life was changed dramatically.
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