I'm not one to wonder off alone. I tend not to think very much about what i do or the effect it may have on others, but thats how i get through the day. You never really think about how it could -and as i found out- has already effected some of the weak.

She was laying on the ground just west of Tabor park, i would've thought nothing off it but she was different; she was a strange one. Our eyes met and she cried in no words at all "help me". Taking a second look i steped back a few steps and took a knee beside her.

I asked her was she ok but she didn't reply, not yet anyway. "I..I..I'm fine" she stumbled. Just looking at her I knew she wasn't fine, I'm not one for sympathising but i coudn't help but feel for her. It took a while coaxing her out but she finally came round and began to talk alot clearer.

One thing to mention what came next suprised me, she began to tell me of her problems... and of how she intended to fix it. For a small girl she knew her stuff: address', people, places; the list goes on. It worried me at first but I cought a grip of myself. I wish i had thought of that. Her plan was clear, simple and very promising. Needless to say i offered a helping hand. We shall see just how good her plan is.

-MachineVirus