A young girl, around the age of 6, small, pale, short brunette hair, definitely a mixture of Asian and White, was crossing the road. There were cars from each side of  the street and the young girl was closest to me. As she was crossing the road, she tripped on her shoe. Not knowing what to do, she patted herself on her chest, and proceeded walking. She glanced over at me with the saddest expression. I thought she was going to cry. 

I waited until all the cars left, I rolled down my window and said,
Sweetie are you okay? 
She nods her head at me.

From the sad look upon her face, she looked up at me and smiled and replied,

This was my good deed of the day! I wish I helped her out… but knowing in today’s society; you do not talk to strangers. I didn’t want this poor girl to feel even more frightened so I continued driving.

Driving down the big hill the only things that were popping up into my head were,

Where was this girls parents? It’s nearly 5PM and she’s walking by herself?! 
I was so scared for her. Although the city that I live in is safe, you don’t know who can come up behind you and snatch you away; especially if you were around 6 years old and extremely tiny.