One day when you were got to buy some snacks you heard a small voice coming from the dark alley near the trash bin "C-cold.." A boy who looks around 2 - 3 years said has tears were flowing down his cheeks he look miserable "P-p-please..don't...h-hurt me" The little boy said as he was terrified that you would hit him your heart break seeing a child so scared and miserable in the cold and rainy weather "P-please..don't.." There were bruises and scar all over his little body