"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 when noticing this beautiful child. She had no idea she was different. I bet she was just happy to be there like a normal person at the food court. Where everyone else was complaining about t…
