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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Steven
I was 14, and for the first time in my life I had friends who liked me. The best out of all of them was Steven. He was a couple years older than me, none too confidant, and a bit plump. But he was fun, kind, and treated me as his equal. So, needless to say, I was madly in love with him, and he seemed to have some feelings for me. But he had a girlfriend in another state, so I had to make do with being his best friend.
As for the nicest thing he ever did - we were sitting on a friend's couch, talking as we always did, when our friend Jackie came up. Jackie was - I assume still is - a rather lovely specimen of of femininity. I must have said something about how I wished I was as cute as she was, when he uttered these fateful words:
"You're cuter than Jackie."
It's been several years since then, and plenty of other boys have called me pretty. I don't think those compliments ever meant as much as that one sentence did, though. It was just the very beginning of my turning into someone worthwhile.
Steven is still my best friend. We've been through a lot - gender crises, a period of ill-advised dating, a break up. I'm having a bit of a hard time right now, and I get the feeling he'll be the first to know the whole story. There's really no one else like him.
( , Tue 7 Oct 2008, 23:32, Reply)
I was 14, and for the first time in my life I had friends who liked me. The best out of all of them was Steven. He was a couple years older than me, none too confidant, and a bit plump. But he was fun, kind, and treated me as his equal. So, needless to say, I was madly in love with him, and he seemed to have some feelings for me. But he had a girlfriend in another state, so I had to make do with being his best friend.
As for the nicest thing he ever did - we were sitting on a friend's couch, talking as we always did, when our friend Jackie came up. Jackie was - I assume still is - a rather lovely specimen of of femininity. I must have said something about how I wished I was as cute as she was, when he uttered these fateful words:
"You're cuter than Jackie."
It's been several years since then, and plenty of other boys have called me pretty. I don't think those compliments ever meant as much as that one sentence did, though. It was just the very beginning of my turning into someone worthwhile.
Steven is still my best friend. We've been through a lot - gender crises, a period of ill-advised dating, a break up. I'm having a bit of a hard time right now, and I get the feeling he'll be the first to know the whole story. There's really no one else like him.
( , Tue 7 Oct 2008, 23:32, Reply)
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