"I love you Heather, don't leave," were the most touching words I have ever heard come out of a four-year olds mouth.
During my freshmen year in high school my friends and I were at our usual hang out, the mall, one Saturday afternoon. As I was standing in line at the food court, I noticed a young mentally retarded child standing with her parents a few lines over. Many things ran through my mind
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said, "I love you Heather, don't leave" That's when a tear came rolling down my face. I had made such a great impact on this little boy's life in just three days of playing with him. Ever since this experience I have always been into doing other service projects, soup kitchens, 30-hour famines etc with my Youth Group. It not only makes me feel good about myself but it makes other people feel good too.