At times, I find myself at a loss for where to begin. I came across a weary and malnourished life in a bustling, crowded city. She was around nine years old, with a swollen belly and hardly any strength left. Many people taunted her because of the unusual way she looked.
Some thought she had a rare illness causing her belly to swell. Others went as far as to hit her stomach with sticks, snatching away the food she struggled to find.
It’s unclear how long she endured this terrible situation. She was so weak that standing was nearly impossible, and she couldn’t move. It was a moment of urgency—she desperately needed help.