The nicest thing someone's ever done for me
In amongst all the tales of bitterness and poo, we occasionally get fluffy stories that bring a small tear to our internet-jaded eyes.
In celebration of this, what is the nicest thing someone's done for you? Whether you thoroughly deserved it or it came out of the blue, tell us of heartwarming, selfless acts by others.
Failing that, what nice things have you done for other people, whether they liked it or not?
( , Thu 2 Oct 2008, 16:14)
In amongst all the tales of bitterness and poo, we occasionally get fluffy stories that bring a small tear to our internet-jaded eyes.
In celebration of this, what is the nicest thing someone's done for you? Whether you thoroughly deserved it or it came out of the blue, tell us of heartwarming, selfless acts by others.
Failing that, what nice things have you done for other people, whether they liked it or not?
( , Thu 2 Oct 2008, 16:14)
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The love of my life
As a young girl (6 or so) I was rather accident prone. One day while riding my bike I fell off and scraped up half my face and bruised the entire left side of my body. As I lay in pain on the ground, tears rolling down my face, a young man walked over. He was a stranger, never seen before or since in my neighbourhood. After talking to me for a little while he found out where I lived. He then lifted me up in his arms, cradling me gently, and carried me all the way back home. It sounds like nothing but it was the most beautiful thing; he was so kind and manly. He didn't even wait around to have the cup of tea that my mother offered. Sigh. I will always remember him fondly.
( , Sun 5 Oct 2008, 11:51, Reply)
As a young girl (6 or so) I was rather accident prone. One day while riding my bike I fell off and scraped up half my face and bruised the entire left side of my body. As I lay in pain on the ground, tears rolling down my face, a young man walked over. He was a stranger, never seen before or since in my neighbourhood. After talking to me for a little while he found out where I lived. He then lifted me up in his arms, cradling me gently, and carried me all the way back home. It sounds like nothing but it was the most beautiful thing; he was so kind and manly. He didn't even wait around to have the cup of tea that my mother offered. Sigh. I will always remember him fondly.
( , Sun 5 Oct 2008, 11:51, Reply)
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