I had been out for a run, when in the distance I saw a person. I couldn't make out a face, but they were on the path on was running on, so I approached them. I was about to call out to them a greeting, when they fall over and collapsed. I raced over as fast as I could and was shocked to see an American woman in a soldiers' uniform, her hair a mess of knots and tangles, her skin was cut and scratched, and then I saw her face and body. She was thin as a rod, her face looked like a skeleton with her skin pulled tight over her cheeks. The only thing that marked her as human, was the shape the clothes gave to her starving body. I shrieked and jumped up. I quickly pulled out my cell phone and called for an ambulance.

While I was waiting I watched the woman lying on the ground. I realized she must be pretty young, even though she still looked like a skeleton. She must have once been very pretty, with long, shimmering brown hair and eyes bright blue with color and laughter. How had she ended up like this?

I also noticed she wore a bracelet on her wrist and a ring on her right hand. I couldn't understand how both of these had managed to stay on, but they were both there. I reached over and removed them from her wrist and finger. I promised myself I would give them back to her once she was awake. I didn't want her losing them.

The ambulance arrived with the police. I told them everything I knew and explained how I had found her. Apparently the woman had no ID on her and her dog tags must have fallen off at some point in time. They then gave me a ride to the hospital upon my request. On the way I called my best friend Eun Bin and told everything that had happened. She sounded as shocked as I was and we both felt sorry for the woman.

When I arrived to the hospital, they informed me the woman had suffered massive trama, starvation, and dehydration. She would, however, live. But they didn't know what the side effects were going to be. They told me she was asleep for now and asked if I knew her name. I replied that I didn't, but told them about the bracelet and ring. They told me to hang on to them becuase they thought it would be right for me to return them to her since I had been the one to take them from her.  We all hoped she would remember who she was when she woke up so she could tell us where she could go for help. She was obviously American, but that didn't mean she was from America and she was obviously a soldier, but her uniform was so badly worn and torn up that know one could identify which regiment she was from. We had nothing to identify her with except for the 's' on the bracelet, which wasn't much help since there were thousands of names that started with and 's'. All we could hope for was her memories to help us.