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 never did one person stop.
  Just so happens the next day, I decided to go back to the park, curious
 if  the little girl would still be there.
  Right in the very spot as she was yesterday, she sat perched on high,
  with the saddest look in her eyes.
 Today I was to make my own move and walk over to the little girl.  As we
 all know, a park full of strange people is not a place for young children to play alone.
  As I began walking towards her, I could see the back of the little
 girl's dress indicated a deformity.
  I figured that was the reason the people just passed by and made no
 effort to help.  As I got closer, the little girl slightly lowered her eyes to
 avoid my intent stare.
  I could see the shape of her back more clearly.
  It was grotesquely shaped in a humped-over form.
  I smiled to let her know it was okay--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 'til darkness fell and the park was completely empty.
  Everyone was gone and we at once were alone.
  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 "but you are!" and  smiled.
  The little girl acted even sadder, she said, "I know."
  "Little girl," I said, "you  remind me of an angel, sweet and  innocent."
  She looked at me and smiled; slowly she stood to her feet, and said,
 "Really?" "Yes, ma'am, you're like a little guardian angel sent to watch
 over all those people walking by."
  She nodded her head yes and smiled, and 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."
  Immediately, I stood 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 who can see me, and
 you believe it in your heart." 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.