The little girl about six years old walked down the street singing softly to herself. No one stopped to ask her why she was wandering around downtown Los Angeles with no parents. She looked cautiously from side-to-side, her big blue eyes swollen and red. Her feet were bare and dirty, her pink dress stained and ripped. She sat on a bench, biting her nails watching the businessmen and groups of teenagers walk past. And yet no one noticed her. A woman walks by, pulling another little girl, about the same age. This girl’s blue dress is clean and pretty, she has little white dress shoes on and a little purse with some Disney princess on it. She looks at the other little girl sitting on the bench and stops. Her mother looks at her in surprise as she takes off her shoes and starts putting them on the ragged looking girl’s feet. The shoes were a little big, but the girl stood up and walked away, she was singing just a little bit louder.