Asma hadbeen playing outside all afternoon, enjoying the warm sunshine and fresh air. But as the sun began to set, Asma realized she was lost. She had wandered too far from home, and now she didn't know the way back.

As she walked, tears began to well up in her eyes. She was scared and alone, and she didn't know what to do. Just as she was starting to lose hope, Asma heard a gentle voice behind her.

"Hello, little one. What's wrong?" Asma turned to see a kind-faced woman smiling at her. "I'm lost," Asma sniffled. "I don't know the way home."

The woman's expression softened, and she knelt down beside Asma. "Don't worry, we'll figure it out together. What's your name, and where do you live?"

Asma told the woman her name and address, and the woman nodded thoughtfully. "I know exactly where that is. Let's walk together, and I'll show you the way home."

As they walked, the woman asked Asma about her favorite things: school, friends, and hobbies. Asma's tears began to dry as she chatted with the woman, feeling a sense of comfort and safety.

After a few minutes of walking, Asma saw a familiar landmark in the distance. "Look! That's the park near my house!" she exclaimed.

The woman smiled. "You're almost home, Asma. Just to make sure you get there safely, I'll walk with you a little farther." As they approached Asma's house, her mother rushed out the door, relief written all over her face. "Asma! Oh, thank goodness you're home safe!"

Asma hugged her mother tightly, feeling grateful to be back in her arms. She turned to thank the kind woman, but she was already walking away, a warm smile on her face.

Asma's mother asked her what had happened, and Asma told her the whole story. Her mother listened, nodding, and then hugged Asma again. "I'm so proud of you for staying calm and asking for help. You're a brave girl, Asma."

Asma smiled, feeling happy and safe once again. She knew that no matter what troubles came her way, she could always count on the kindness of strangers and the love of her family.