Me

In the fathomless dark, no one knew that there was anyone there. If anyone looked into the darkness they couldn’t see anything and no one dared to enter there.
This place was one of shame and pain. The sort of place where everyone threw whatever they wanted to be rid of. This place reminded one of what they wanted most to forget.
When I looked into the darkness I saw nothing but felt cold, fear, loneliness and pain come leaping out at me. I knew that could not come from nowhere; someone was the source of such deep emotion.
I listened and looked, with no clues, but that deep emotion. Finally I heard a cry; it was small, muffled under what others had piled atop it for years. But it was unmistakable; someone was in there.
Sometimes I would call to her, letting her know someone cared.
I heard no answer, and wondered if -though I could hear her - could she hear me?
The voice murmured as though in sleep and all it said was: "Help!" She didn’t want to be in there, but couldn’t come out on her own; she didn't know how, she did not know there was any other way.
I shone my light therein and its beam landed upon a child, she was asleep, but as my beam fell across her face, she awoke. She was covered in debris others had thrown in; I dug her out and brought her out to live with me in the light.
Since we've been together she has been able to help me in my new rescues, together we go back into the dark, hand in hand, and we awaken other sleepers.
Who knew that in the darkness slept one of such worth? I knew!