The brat was thrown out of the dog bed he was sleeping in that morning at five am.

One thug yelled,”Brat, get up and get me some money! I want five hundred bucks or I am going to beat you with my shoe and make you bark like a dog!”

The boy was thrown out of the house and kicked in the butt. The brat was eager to get some money so he could perhaps eat today. He had not eaten in three days.

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It was past noon and the brat could not steal a single buck or any food from anyone today. The boy was getting nervous. The boy knew that he had emptied the well of all potential victims that lived in his crummy town.

The brat the smiled a clown’s grin.

He saw a new victim that had not been to the town before.

It was a pretty woman in a long flower dress with a large leather purse over her left shoulder.

The brat wiped the smile off his face and begun to slowly walk towards the woman.

He sees that the purse was wide open and some bucks was invisible to his little eyes. The brat puts his little hand into the purse while still walking grabs the woman’s wad of money.

The boy’s hand was almost free from the purse when he was startled.

The woman grabs his hand and will not let the brat free.

She turns to face the boy while gripping his hand tightly.

The people around the brat begun to laugh together like madmen.

One man spoke,”Get that brat, honey!”

A nearby woman jested, “Get him good for all of us! We had enough of him!”

The boy’s face was bright red with rage as he kicked and smacked the woman to let him loose to no avail.

The brat yelled,”Let me loose you witch! I have get to some money to eat! I will be beaten if I do not get some bucks!”

The towns people begun to laugh even harder which shocked the traveler.

She looks down at the woman and sees that the boy is very much maltreated and under developed. She sees all sorts of bruises and cuts. The brat has a huge scar over his left eyebrow. She can’t believe what she is seeing.

The people watching all yell that the boy that is such a wuss as he cries due to hungry. His

stomach was rumbling so loud that it could be heard across the small street.

The woman looses it and bursts out in a deafening yell.

She says,”Stop it! The boy is stealing to just survive as any of you would do as well!”

The whole street was whisper quite since no one had tried to look after the young lad.

The brat was so surprised that someone had made the effort to speak up for his benefit. It had been alien to him and he did not know how to act.

He stood frozen like a deer in the headlights of an oncoming car. He stopped his struggle against the woman due to being totally puzzled by somebody showing concern for him.

The potential pick pocket victim’s eyes begun to water like a fully turned on water hydrate. The entire onlookers were appalled by the sight of a person caring for a little brat. It made them sick to their stomach and some even wanted to puke at such a “disgusting” sight.

The small town was truly a den of thieves, never do wells, vagabonds, and various sorts of criminals. Drugs, rape, murder, racketeering were standard operating procedure in this hell hole of a town. The few honorable people in the town hated the corruption and all that took part in it. That included those, like the brat who were alas born into crime, due to no fault of their own. The townspeople had become very harsh to the well being of others. They expected others to live a higher standard than that they had held themselves to.

It is a double standard for the small town’s citizens to do this, pure and simple. The onlookers did not know how to act when this fact was brought out into the open like this unknown traveler had just done openly this day.

The woman lets go of her grip of the brat’s hand, but before he could react, the traveler did something very strange.

She hugged the boy tenderly as she would hugged her own child!

The onlookers were completely stunned by the simple act of kindness that the woman had

shown towards a complete stranger.

The attended pick pocket victim should had be mad that she was being victimized upon but she decided to forgive the boy for no apparent reason. She was treating others like she wanted to be treated without anything in return.

It was the golden rule! The brat had never knew or experience such a kind act before.

The brat decided to get loose but the crying lady would not let him go no matter what he did.

He spoke,”Quit it, or I will kill you! Let me go!”

The woman remained silent, while she knelt on one knee.

The boy had never experienced any kind of genuine affection his entire life and was at a loss to what was going on. He was abused as a baby and never was soothed as a baby which caused him to act differently than children normally would. It made him a very awkward and rough natured child.

Something within the brat begun to break inside him fiercely. It scared him because it was foreign to him.

The brat was suddenly bursting into tears for the first time without being beaten or abused in other ways. He did not know that these were happy tears that another person was finally showing the

love that he so badly needed and deep down within himself wanted!