THE ANGEL...

I once knew a girl who was misunderstood. Everyone

judged her for her mistakes, but no one ever gave her

a simple thanks. This girl was so quiet and ever so shy

she always kept to herself, but she had a thing for

rules. She didnt like to be controlled so she did as she

pleased, but of course thats not how the world goes so

she paid the price, but to my surprise there was more

that met the eye. She was thrown into therapy which I

guess they thought would help, but then the story begin

to unfold. This little girl that everyone thought just

wanted to rebel turned out had lived a life of hell. She

was abused in the most horrible ways. Everyone

considered her a mistake. Her innocence was stolen

away by a man with no name. She was placed in foster

care, because her mother just didnt care. She hated

herself with such passion to show her dedication for the

hatred she expressed she would carve her devotion

across her skin and if that didnt do it she also did

drugs that expressed her devotion of not being loved.

It broke my heart to hear these words, but what hurt

the worst was the expression she showed. With no

emotion like she was ready to go. I just wanted to hold

her and try to explain that not the whole world was the

same. I just wanted to see a tear so at least I would

know that her heart still had a chance to be exposed,

but she kept a straight face with no emotion at all. As I

looked in her eyes I could see her soul in a fog. I

couldnt help but shed a tear. As my eyes began to

flood suddenly I noticed her stare. Then she asked me

why I cry? To my surprise I replied because my heart

is sad and its the only way it can speak. Then suddenly

she began to weep. Then with a reply so soft and so

sweet she said I guess mine also needs to speak. After

that day my life was changed. God sent that child to me

to show how far love can go. From that day forward I

was never alone, because God sent that angel into my

home...