It was saturday morning, just after dawn, when I took the bus to a library in Fairfield. After I had finished up with some reading, I went back to the bus stop which was deserted. It was like a ghost town. All of a sudden, a small cry behind the seat in the bus stop, broke the dead silence around me. I opened it, I was astonished, a small baby pokes its little hand out, grasping for air. Beside it was a blanket and some diapers. I immediately called the police and the welfare department. I felt sad, how could a mother abandon their baby like that. Once the welfare department and police arrived, I gave them the baby and the box. Every night, every day since then I prayed and hoped the baby would find a safe home. And a few days later, I received a call from the police saying they found a safe home for the baby. They praised me, saying that if I hadn’t found the baby, it would have been dead. Since then, I always do acts of kindness for other people.
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