He didn’t ask for much—just to be seen.

His shoes told the story before he ever said a word.

One sole flapped open. The other was worn paper-thin.
They were two sizes too small and held together with hope and a little tape.
He didn’t complain. He didn’t ask for new ones.
He just kept walking—
To school. To nowhere. To wherever survival led.
Because when you're growing up in chaos, you don’t wish for toys.
You wish to be seen.
You wish for one safe space that feels like home.
And every time a bus rolls into his neighborhood, there’s a flicker in his eyes—
“Will someone notice me?”
Not just my broken shoes…
But me.
You can be the one who says, “Yes.”
With $300, you can give a child an entire semester filled with:
❤️ Love that sees beyond worn-out shoes to a beautiful soul
💛 Joy that lasts longer than a meal
💙 Belonging that says, “You are not alone”
🧡 Faith that rewrites their future
There are children waiting—walking the streets in shoes that don’t fit, carrying burdens they can’t name.
You can be the reason they feel seen, known, and deeply loved.
You can be the turning point.
Will you step in?