My Mind Was WoundedOn the ground laid an old doll that once was in the hands of a wonderful child that somehow had lost something so dear to their heart. I picked it up as people around me giggled and laughed that such a grown man would selfishly pick up a children’s toy, and mostly noticeable a girl’s one. It didn’t bother me at all as I could tell that the owner of such a precious misfortune was out there crying without it. I could sense it in my heart because it had wet marks on it and they were very fresh. My ego knew that I had to find the rightful child because the tears had embedded on the material and stained it. Behind my ears I could hear the insults and if only they knew that my mind had been wounded.I hurried my steps as I continued on my search to deliver the doll to the rightful little girl. I left the rude crowd behind after crossing the busy street as my eyes gazed ahead of me as I caught a glimpsed of a child being pulled by an adult up ahead. The little girl kept pointing behind her as the adult paid no mind to what she was trying so hard to convey her point. It seemed as though the harder she tried the stronger the pull from the woman that was leading her on. In my heart I knew that she was the one that had dropped the doll further behind us. It was a hot day and my burnt energy had been sapped from my body as the sweat poured down from my forehead. I was no longer a young man or else I would’ve caught up a lot sooner to them.Before I could reach them they loaded up on a taxi that the lady had summoned with the wave of her hand and I was sure they could hear me shouting at them. Something just didn’t seem right as the little girl looked out from the window and some of her tears had splattered on the glass at the rear of the car and she could see me and her doll. Then I saw her guardian give her a slap on her cheek to keep her in line as my heart sank to the ground. I kept screaming and waving at the taxi driver to stop, but I could also see that the lady was telling the driver to hurry on and not stop, or listen to my shouts. As I stopped to regain my breathe I wondered if what they were running away from was so terrible and if they had confused me for someone else.I immediately called for a taxi that was stopped on the curb waiting for a passenger to enter, but I couldn’t wait for it to come to me. So I hurried and opened the door and got in, but there was a man already in that had beaten me. He told me that I would have to wait for him to get to where he was going or if I didn’t approve then I could wait for another. I was stunned at first because I wanted so much to catch up to the other taxi and find out what was wrong. Since I did not answer they presumed that I had agreed, but as I was about to say something I notice that we were already heading in the same direction as the little girl and that woman.My patience was running out as I kept watch as to the direction of the other cab and before we knew it we stopped by a hotel. The man got off and paid and I was about to pay too, however; I took a look at the other taxi and it was just a few feet away. The lady and the little girl had already gone inside the hotel and so had the man that had been in my taxi as well. Didn’t give it much thought as I gave the driver the correct amount plus a tip. Soon I made my way into the hotel and there was no sign of any of them. I asked the office clerk if they had seen them come in. I showed him the doll and he told me he could have one of the porters take it up to their room. He did acknowledge they were staying there and had seen the little girl with that same doll. I refused to hand it over to him and I lied and told him I was with them earlier in my house and that it would be wiser if I took it up to their room.I pretended to know their room number as I watched the lights on the elevator go on and stop on the fourth level. The elevator next to it came down and opened the doors as I hurried in. I couldn’t wait for the people to exit out as I rudely went in before they all came out. Then I pressed hard on the button for the fourth floor over and over so that perhaps it wouldn’t stop on the other levels. It didn’t work as I arrived about five minutes later and I hurried out of the elevator still hoping to see where the little girl and the lady had gone in. It was too late as I could see the empty hallway, but I paced back and fourth hoping to maybe hear their voices.Before giving up I heard a man’s voice shouting real loud and then the voice of a lady defending herself loudly with vocal responses. I hadn’t heard the voice of the lady or child for me to recognize the woman’s voice, however; I did remember his from the talking in the taxi. I knew right then that I was in the right place and before I could get close to the door the man rushed out still screaming insults to the lady. I stood still watching as the lady came out and throw some objects at him. The man came back and grabbed her by her wrist and was about to pushed her back inside the room when the little girl comes out as she sees me. With her arms extended she beckons for me to hand over her doll and I so proudly did so. I saw the tears in her eyes and the smile that will forever be in my memory.I had stoop down, but as soon as she took her doll I stood straight up and looked at the couple that was arguing. I went inside the room and told the child to go over into the next room and close the door. The lady and the man followed me in without a spoken word. When the little girl did as I said the coupled tried to excuse themselves and thank me, but I wasn’t having any of it. I sat down on the sofa and advised them to do the same because the police was on the way since I had already called them. I wasn’t being truthful at the moment but I knew that something could go wrong at any moment if they were to continue with the trouble they were having. I introduced myself and made the same request from them as their angry was beginning to cease.Deep inside of me I wanted to slap them both, but I was not a violent man myself. I had tears in my eyes as I told them the story of my childhood days when I had been slapped so many times for my behavior. As my story went on I was amazed at how both parents were listening without any angry towards me for what I had done and I asked them to call their beautiful child over and see for themselves what they were missing. She came in and hugged both of them and kisses were plentiful and a few for me for having brought that doll back to her. Later on I could see the tears on both parents as the little girl Marian played dolls nearby. They figured out what I was doing and soon they found their solution without a word from me. I let them speak to each other and I truly knew deep inside my heart that it was only a start. I told them that I would be staying in the room next to them awaiting the police.That night I went down stairs and asked for a room without noticing the price of the room until the desk clerk asked if it was going to be cash or credit card. I had specified where I wanted to stay and as I looked at the bill my eyes rolled off my face. I was a man of modest means, my credit card didn’t have too much left on it and my cash was still in the bank for all purposes. However; I didn’t need to pay right away, the credit card was a formality and my mind was wondering what in the world I was going to do about it. The manager was nearby and knew what was going on and of that I am sure because he walked on over to me and introduced himself. He took the key from the clerk and told him he was going to escort me to my room. I knew something wasn’t right as they both looked at each other and the manager came from the other side of counter and walked with me to the elevator. I could feel my legs trembling and I am sure he could hear them as we arrived at the fourth floor.Once at the door of my room he placed the key card on the slide mechanism to be read and the door to my room next to the little girl’s room opened. As I reached for my wallet to get the few ones I had in there to give him as a tip he looked on. He didn’t wait too long as I pulled the first one dollar bill and he said it was enough. I was stunned as he folded it and put it in his front pocket and said," Welcome to our luxury hotel sir, and listen to that little girl’s voice as she can be heard reading a bed time story to her parents. Boy, that sounds so nice and do you know that there is peace in that room right now. Please don’t disturb them sir, but if you would kindly keep an ear out for some disturbances and give me a holler incase I need to call the proper authorities. Oh, and don’t worry about the rooms expenses, this one dollar bill is more than enough. Just be sure to call me, I trust you will do the right thing."That night I felt so good and before I got to sleep I said a little prayer and I told God that he works on such mysterious ways. I knew my mind had been wounded earlier and before I knew it the peacefulness allowed me to sleep without a sound to awaken me.