Part 1: The Night I Was Finally Needed

December 29, 2025 by ucef

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Then it came again.

A thin, desperate cry that didn’t belong in an empty restroom.

My heart started pounding so hard I thought it might drown out the sound. I dropped the mop and followed the noise, step by careful step, toward the far wall.

Behind the second trash bin. The one that always overflowed first.

I pulled it aside and knelt down.

And there he was.

A newborn baby boy.

So small. So frighteningly still. Wrapped in a dirty, threadbare blanket, tucked between torn paper towels and empty snack wrappers. Someone had placed a faded navy hoodie beneath him, as if that tiny mercy could make up for everything else.

He was alive.