When on the plane, she noticed something particularly odd- a blonde girl in shabby clothes sitting next to an elderly man in nice clothes. Passing them, Shelia noticed the look the girl gave her. She felt the girl’s look pierce her deep giving her a sense of urgency.

“I had a pretty odd impression of this girl. I sensed that there was a problem. The fact that the girl was so badly dressed in comparison to the male was the first indication.”  Too much of a difference, Sheila thought to herself.

She decided to try and talk to the man, but he became very defensive. Shelia started to think something was up.

“At first, I sensed that something was off. He was much more mature than the girl sitting next to him, and he reacted violently to any movement around him. I’m happy I was able to intervene quickly and save a life.”

After a little while, she went to the bathroom and placed a pen and paper there. She hoped the girl would use these if she needed help.

Passing the girl again, Shelia signaled her to go to the toilet. The girl got up and went to the toilet.