What A Shame ©

Sitting at a table
Eating dinner

I looked up
and saw a girl

Walking and crying.
I started to feel sorry for her

I looked down at her feet
and her shoes were way too tight for her.

"I know her mother knows this"I thought to myself "Why didn't she change them?"

Her mother gets up and brings her daughter back to the table, after people started to help her.

Half an hour later her daughter wanted cookies

Her mother told her bothers "She can get it herself."

The girl gets up and starts to cry as she walks.

I saw her at the bar.
I get up and help this little girl.

"If her mother won't help her then I will." I thought to myself.

"Do you want some help?" I asked the little girl.

She nodded

"What do u want?"
"Three Cookies" She answer.

I went and got a plate.

"What kind of cookies?"
"Chocolate chip." She answered.

I got her, her cookies and her mother came over.

"Alexia stop playing!"
Then she looked at me
"She can get her own food."

I gave the daughter her cookies and the mother yelled at her.

"Their too tight." She told her mother as she cried.

The shoes were cutting in her feet.

I then remember her mother and her bothers laughing at her as she walks and cries.

"What A shame." I told myself

I wanted to take the girl and her bothers and the baby with me

"No kid should go though that. I've been though it."

Why did the girls mother made her wear them?

Why was she abusing this little girl?

All I could do was say "What a sham."

As I left I thought about the girl and deep inside I wanted to cry with the little girl.

What a shame

That the little girl Had to go though that.

What a shame.