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Occasionally, it feels as if the issues will never stop. However, we come across individuals who demonstrate to us that life is lovely and that there is always a white stripe after a dark one with a few words or a straightforward deed. Take a look at this.
Not having enough money, I entered the subway and pressed my card against the turnstile. I go to the ticket counter with a groan.
A middle-aged, attractive, and dejected lady sits behind the glass. I greet her, extend my card and cash, and watch as she replenishes my balance.
“Your manicure is so beautiful!” I remark to her while she is typing something on the keyboard. After that, she flowered and remarked, “Thank you, I had it before my holiday!”
It didn’t seem like a huge thing. We bid each other farewell when she refilled my pass. She was staring at her hands and grinning broadly as I was leaving. © Pikabu/Kukuruzya.
I had a black rabbit named Hades when I was nine years old since I loved rabbits as a child. I adored him, and he was beautiful.
Regretfully, my mother approached me one day and said that she had unintentionally left the gate open when Hades was playing outside and that he had fled.
I wasn’t too angry with my mother since I was in such distress and it was a real error on her side.
My parents agreed to get me a new one, but it took me some time to move on.
We next proceeded to the pet store, where I informed the staff about my ordeal when choosing a rabbit. I can still clearly recall what she said to me when I was nine years old.
“Really? A black bunny was lost? That’s strange. Every time I go for work, I observe the group of wild rabbits who reside in the woods near my house.
They all seem to be quite pleased now that a black rabbit has joined them. My eyes glowed! Hades was OK, and I knew it was him!
He was out there having a wild and exciting life! After that, I took it easy and carried my new bunny home. Unbelievably, I didn’t know she had lied to me until lately, but it was a really healthy lie.
It really helped a 9-year-old me deal with the loss of my pet rabbit Hades, and I wish I knew who she was so I could thank her directly. © Reddit/Ienzo94
In a different city, I worked as an intern for a big corporation. I’m now on route to the test, the outcome of which will decide whether or not I get the job.
In a dress, high heels, or a fur coat, I look stunning. I also blow a tire! I exit the vehicle and attempt to get the spare. Theoretically, I know how to replace a tire.
However, the wheel is hefty, and I weigh 92 pounds. Realizing that I wouldn’t be able to alter it myself and that I would be late for the test, I pulled it out and sobbed.
Men were giggling as they drove passed. I started crying even more as a result. A vehicle carrying construction workers eventually came to a halt.
My tire was replaced. Even after all these years, I continue to offer them my appreciation and love! By the way, I passed the test. © Lizaveta Panova
I was in the vehicle with my hubby. A female is seen jerking back and forth in the automobile spot, unable to move. I tell my spouse, “Assist her.” Yes, he did.
After she thanked him, he remarked, “I wanted to help her, but I thought you’d be against it and make a fuss about it,” and got back in the vehicle. © Ikochepasova
At the age of 18, I had just relocated to New York City alone and was attempting to fit in with the local way of life. I had never used the train before, and I didn’t know how to get a metro pass. I was a bit anxious since.
I knew there were others waiting while I stood at the one machine that was operational, with a queue of people attempting to purchase a card behind me.
People in the queue begin shouting, “Hurry up!” at me. “Stupid, what are you doing?” I began to cry, which made me even more anxious.
This man encourages everyone to relax after stepping out of line. He appears, walks me through the process step-by-step, and purchases a 12-ride card for me.
“Not all New Yorkers are bad, but the next time someone tells you, yell back, and they’ll leave you alone,” he said, giving me a thump on the back. I didn’t feel so alone at the time. © Reddit/Wiffle_***
My mother gave birth to me at the age of 18, separated from my father at the age of 19, and we returned to her parents’ modest three-bedroom apartment, which also housed my grandparents and my mother’s two sisters.
My mother’s younger sister was the only one who showed concern for me. I was able to read, comprehend the time on the clock, and add and subtract basic numbers at the age of four because of her.
But the day Mom and I built a snowman stands out in my memory the most. She was 13 and I was about 5.
We created it, added color, inserted a carrot, and embellished it. However, there was a mound of snow rather than a snowman when I stepped outdoors in the morning.
I sobbed as I raced home and told her everything. She said she would go “check it out” and asked me to wait at home.
The tracks leading from the snowman’s location to the school were subsequently shown to me when she summoned me outside.
This mound of snow just dropped from the roof, and he wanted to study, she remarked. Even now, I’m thankful to her for everything. © Pikabu/Emochka7186
There is a couple standing next me at a crossroads. A nice automobile passes. I look at the automobile with the man. His date believes he is looking at someone else.
She is reprimanding him as they are strolling. We were both staring at the automobile, I tell her when I catch up with them. I hope that was helpful, man. © MainKamf/Pikabu
I went to a bookstore with my cousins when I was about twelve years old. After purchasing a few books, we headed outdoors to begin reading them.
Approximately ten minutes after he had been peering down at us, the elderly guy got up from the bench and entered the bookstore. About five minutes later, he emerged with three gift cards.
He smiled as he approached us and said, “I love seeing kids read,” and gave us each a $20 gift card. Never in my life have I been so moved and appalled. © Reddit/GabeTheNerd
I left home for the first time at the age of 19 to pursue a career opportunity in a large metropolis. I had never previously been separated from my mother or even left alone for more than two weeks.
I was getting very, really tired of eating takeout and microwave dinners since I could hardly cook anything and everything I tried was lacking something.
All I want was a delicious supper prepared with love and fresh ingredients. In any case, once I informed my colleague of this,
She arrived the next day with five prepared meals in containers for me to consume over the course of the following week. It is something I doubt I will ever forget. © Reddit/drugdealersdream
When he was five years old, my son received his first set of spectacles, the only ones in his classroom and in our family.
He was clearly uncomfortable and self-conscious, and there was nothing I could do or say to help him feel better.
We had just picked them up and were making our way through town to return to the van with the little paper bag. A woman stopped us and complimented my kid on his maturity and good looks.