I was on my knees as I looked at the altar of the church, begging that God may help me with my circumstances.

My grandma was on the brink of death! She had heart failure and needs to be operated on right away, but I don't have enough money to pay for her operation and a donor. I don't want to lose her. She was the only one I've got.

My name is Alyssa De Guzman, 20 years old, a first—year College student pursuing AB Mass Communication.

My parents died when I was a baby, and I didn't even have a chance to see them. Since then my Grandpa and Grandma was the only person who looks after me, but since my grandpa died last year, the only grandma had left with me.

"Lord, please has mercy on me! Help me think of what to do to find a way for her operation! You know that she's the only person I've got! What am I going to do if I will lose her? Boohoo, boohoo, boohoo...!" I sobbed until my tears were gone.

After praying, I stood up and sat down to the pew in dazed when suddenly I remembered what my late grandfather said to me.

'Alyssa, this is what you will remember; if ever someday you may encounter a problem regarding money, don't hesitate to contact this person.' Then my grandpa gave me a piece of paper with the name and address written on it.

I quickly left the church to go home and immediately got in the cab.

"Mr. please, takes me to Wood Peaker Street," I instructed the driver.

"Okay, ma'am," he answered.

The driver quickly drove the cab to my house. As I got home, I took my wallet out of the bag and asked the driver. "Mr. How much is the fare?"

"It's only fifty pesos, ma'am," The driver answered politely.

"Here is my payment, Mr. thank you," I replied to him with a smile. "You're welcome, ma'am," he responded and smiled back.

I quickly got out of the car to enter the house. As I was inside the house, I went to my room and open, my closet. Then I search in the closet the box I had put on the piece of paper my grandpa had given me.

Finally, I found the box! I was so glad to see it. I quickly opened the box and took the piece of paper. The name and address written in it were Guang Lee live in Grandville Subdivision Isabel M city.

After I read the name and address, I quickly went to where Mr. Guang Lee resides.

As I arrived at the address written, I saw a big palace—like house. Even though I was nervous, I still manage to push the button of doorbell. "Ding Dong, ding dong, ding dong...!"

As I waited, I closed my eyes and prayed to hope that this is the answer to my problem. Thankfully the gate opened. A woman in her twenties appeared to me and asked, "May I know who you are and who are you looking for?"

"Hello, my name is Alyssa De Guzman, and I'm looking for Mr. Guang Lee. Does he live here?" I asked the woman politely.

"Yes, just wait for a while Miss," The woman answered me with a poker face.

"Okay, Miss, Thank you," I replied as I smiled at her.

About a few minutes, a woman returned and told me, "Miss Alyssa, please get inside. Master Guang Lee was waiting for you at the garden." Then the woman went back inside.

"Okay, Miss, thanks again," I said still, smiling at her.

I quickly followed her to the garden. As we arrived there, the old man in his seventies, sitting in a white metal chair.

He was holding a walking cane in his right hand and surrounded by six bodyguards. I can already tell by his looks that he was the one I was looking for, the man that my grandpa referred to me.

I slowly walk towards him and slightly bend my head, and said to him politely, "Good Morning, Sir, I'm sorry to intrude on your house, but please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Alyssa De Guzman, and I am the granddaughter of Arturo De Guzman. Before he, died he told me that he had a friend name Guang Lee and that if ever I may encounter, difficulties I can come to him." I explained while bending my head slightly.

As I'm waiting for his response, my body seemed trembling. I am scared that he might get mad at me and will be chase away by his bodyguard. I clasped my hands with my eyes closed hoping, that God may enlighten him, and welcomed me with both hands wide open.

"Ahahahaha, ahahaha...," Master Guang Lee laughed.

I opened my eyes, wondering why he was laughing; I looked at him directly to his eyes, trying to convey a message that I badly needed him and that I was serious.

"Don't you remember me?" he asked me wondered.

I was confused about what he meant, so I bravely asked him, "Sir, what do you mean by I don't remember?"

He told me to approach him. "Come here, my child."

Even though I was confused and afraid, I still dare to approach him without hesitation. As I was so close to him, he said, "The thing is, when you were still young, you used to come here together with your grandpa and even played with my grandsons. Your grandpa and I were best friends. I owe my life to him. That is why, when I found out that he had died, I was dejected and was very resentful towards him because he didn't even tell me he was sick. That's why a few years ago. When he didn't visit me, I thought he was upset with me for an unlikely reason, but I was wrong. He doesn't want me to worry. Instead, he wants me to protect you and be part of my family."