Her heart still beats (a fictional story)

It is one busy day in the doctors office. Friday afternoon and the entire office is filled. Screaming babies, crawling toddlers, kids playing, and the occasional grumpy teenager. I think to myself "man I am grumpy too, this has been one long school week". I sit there quietly but I have been waiting at least an hour and no telling how many more hours. I retreat to texting on my phone because I am just totally frustrated with the long wait. I start to think about the to do list I have waiting for me at home and I begin to get fidgety. I look up from my phone to see not much has changed in the waiting room. But one thing catches my eye and I can't seem to divert my eyes anywhere else. It's bugging me that I find myself staring at this young girl but I really can't help it. She appears to have been crying hard, her eyes are puffy and her face extremely red. Her body is shaking violently and I can't tell if somethings wrong or if she is just scared. She has a vacant look in her eyes and is gripping her blanket. I can't help but notice she looks a little worn out and about the same age as me. I can't figure out what is wrong with her. Not wanting to be rude I stop staring but steal a glance every once and awhile to see if anything changes. And with each passing moment something in my heart is breaking for her. I don't know why or even how, I have never seen her in my life. The nurse calls her name and she disappears. I slowly forget all about it as my name is called. I go in for my routine check up and I am out in less then ten minutes. As I walk out I notice an ambulance blocking my car. I can't go anywhere and suddenly I feel my heart drop to my feet. As I notice the same young girl I saw earlier in the office being taken out on a gurney. This time there is a man accompanying her mom into the ambulance. I notice a look of fear and grief on their faces. I slowly climb into my car, as I keep my eyes pasted on the scene unfolding before me. My heart is breaking even more then before and I am freaked out for this girl. Something in me told me to pray and as I begin with a simple "Dear Father", I realize this is the first time I have prayed today. I ask the Lords forgiveness as my heart realizes how selfish it truly is. As I begin to pray I cry and then more and more until it becomes sobs. I soon realize what a freak I must look like as I am sobbing for no apparent reason. Or maybe there is a perfectly fine explanation to this sobbing. As I control myself I realize I just felt Gods heart for all mankind. I realize I know nothing about this girl yet my heart is still breaking for her problems. I realize that her heart still beats regardless of what her past is. I saw someone different that day. I saw her through God's eyes and for the first time in my life I felt a compassionate love for someone I never even met.
By Ariana