Abandoned In A Crate In A Desolate Field, Skin Burnt Laying In Urine, Bones Protrude Frail Body…
In her lowest moments, when hope appeared to be a far-off memory and darkness ruled, Junie became enmeshed in an unfathomable nightmare of abuse and neglect. Her body wrecked by pain and her spirit shattered by the unrelenting march of time, she lay shivering on the verge of forgetfulness, abandoned in a box in a barren field.
A beam of light in the shape of kind people who would not ignore the pain of the innocent did, however, exist among the desolation. Empathy bursting in their hearts and resolve unwavering, they set out to pull Junie out of the depths of misery, their every move directed by the one goal: to give her the opportunity to start over, free from the shackles of suffering and neglect that had imprisoned her so long.
Junie’s eyes said volumes as they drew near, the horrors she had suffered stifling her once-vibrant spirit. But a moment of optimism showed in her eyes as they took her out of the container and held her in their arms, a quiet recognition of the kindness and affection that were all around her.
Junie’s rescuers gave her every need over days and nights of unflinching attention and care, their love and compassion a salve to her broken spirit. Junie’s once-frail body started to recover, her eyes beaming bright with hope as she found comfort in the arms of her caregivers, and a miraculous metamorphosis took place as the days stretched into weeks and the weeks into months.
Eventually Junie came out of the shadows of her experience, her heart full of thanks for everyone who had saved her and her spirit restored. And her rescuers were by her side, their hearts bursting with delight at knowing that they had contributed to her amazing metamorphosis, as she set off on a new path full of love and pleasure.
Ultimately, the hope and love that led her to safety defined her rather than the darkness of her background. Junie also discovered eternal hope and beauty in the hearts of those who had saved her.
