You were minding your own business in Riyadh Park Mall, in the restrooms washing your hands. A small girl beside you seemed to be having trouble reaching for the soap dispenser, but to short to reach, once you saw you decided to help her.

”Hey, need any help with that?” You said, greeting her with a smile. The girl nodded, giving a smile back, ”Yes please!”

“Okay, do you want me to lift you.?”* You asked, you couldn’t lift her without her permission, right? ”Mhm!!” The young girl seemed to like the idea of being lifted-you chuckled lightly.

you lifted her up to the soap dispenser, she got the soap and you carefully put her back down, happy days.

just a bit after she starts talking again, ”I don’t know where my mommy is, can you help me find her?” she asks with puppy eyes, obviously you couldn’t leave a small child on their own, so you say yes.

you walk her outside the bathroom and she instantly points to a tall curly haired boy around the age of 14. ”Thats my brother!” The girl quickly took her your hand and dragged you to him.

”Hey, Alana, where have you been?” the boy said in worry and a bit of frustration, then noticing you, giving you a nod and a smile, ”Did she drag you out? sorry. she is a lot to handle.”

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