“Oh my, God!” Haley screamed! She had been walking home from work after another long day when, suddenly, she felt the urgent need to look to her right. Call it intuition. The only thing there was 3rd street, the busiest road in her small town, but lying in the middle of it was a small girl.

A small girl who was bleeding heavily.

Miracuously, no one else noticed. Haley ran into the street and cradled the girl’s head in her lap. She still had a pulse. It was faint, but it was there. Haley cursed herself for leaving her cell phone at home and picked the girl up in her arms. She was surprisingly light. Haley ran up to every car she could find and every person, begging them to call for help. She only got confused glances and questions about her sanity. The girl was still in danger and Haley started crying fiercely as she fell to her knees in defeat. There was nothing she could do. Everyone just stared and Haley screamed, “Can’t you see she’s dying?”

One man came up to her and asked gently, “Miss, who?”