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What's the nicest thing a stranger has done for you?

Big dog

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:39

My dad and I were at the fair in maine at old orchard becach and we had some tickets to spare and I had NO idea what to spend them on, then I see a game that I have always wanted to try, the ring toss. I wanted to do it so bad, I was begging my dad to do it but he didn't think I would be able to he told me after the game, there was a whomen that was just standing there smiling at me trying to get me to come over and I ran over with my ticket ready to win this game, there were green bottles and clear bottles and there were way more clear than green, if you got the ring on the green bottle, you would get a huge stuffed animal, and I was going for the huge dog.

"let's do this"!! I was so exited, I gave her the ticket right as I got there and she gave me about 10 rings and one of thoes rings were going to be on the cap of the bottle, I wind up my arm and toss it, it misses. I was pretty bummed and scared then the last one, I tossed it and it landed right on the bottle cap but it was a clear one, she reaches up and I was pretty bumed, but then she grabbed the big dog and handed it to me.

The Kindest Gesture Ever

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:37

One day, as I was sitting on the monkey bars at the playground when I was about seven, I saw a kid a few years younger than me playing with their dog. As I watched, the child accidently let go of the puppy’s leash, and the dog started to run towards the road. Wasting no time, I jumped off of the monkey bars and raced to go help. As I ran, a button fell off of my shirt, but I didn’t stop to grab it; I was on a mission. I managed to catch up to the dog and caught his leash. The kid thanked me as much as possible, and helped me find my lost button. The dog actually helped me find it, and perhaps it wasn’t the grandest gesture of kindness possible, but it was still kind, all the same.


Thank you

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:13

The kindest thing a stranger did for me, was save my life.
It was a long time ago, in Montreal, Canada. We were visiting the city, when a complete stranger saved my life. My five-year-old dream was to run around, and see everything. My reality was that I had to stay with my family, holding someone’s hand at all times. I wanted to feel what it was like to live in the city. To join into the hustle, and the feeling that made everyone want to run wherever they went. I wanted to explore the big buildings that reached out and touched the sky, the fast cars, the loud sounds of traffic, making me want to cover my ears. My small hands outreached, trying to feel the energy. What I felt instead was the raindrops falling from the sky, and hitting my tiny hands. I was walking with my family, when I saw this woman across the street. She was waiting to cross in my direction, with her dog, small enough to fit in her purse. I wanted to play with that dog so badly, that for a moment, I forgot that I was supposed to stay with my family, and I started to run. I ran until I got to the busy intersection, and then I ran out into the road. In my enthusiasm to reach the dog, I failed to see the giant truck headed my way. This truck was so big, and so close to me, that there was no way the driver could see a tiny little girl, dashing across the street. I was almost in front of the truck, I had almost made it into the large street, when a kind Canadian woman, swooped down, and picked me up out of the street. At the time I was furious. How could she have been so awful, to take me away from my new friend, my dog? 
But now I realize how big of an impact your actions had. You saved my life. And every time I go to Montreal, I walk into the city, and keep my eyes out for the woman who saved my life. I have no idea what she looks like. But I have always wanted to say thank you. 
So, thank you. Thank you for protecting me, when you had no idea who I was. When you pulled me out from in front of that truck, you saved my life. Thank you.



gmc pickup truck

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 13:23

you need go online to by a truck. and bulid your truck  to your price. and you need to get a truck for seats and leather seat. and you get your truck.

The day some lady helped me

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 12:15

The nicest thing i've seen a stranger do for me was when I was a store and I had food but I did not have enough money and this woman behind me "sed here is 5 dollars honey" and I was like no its fine keep it and she was "like no honey take it" I was like ok thank you so much i really appreciate it she sed no problem.


people should appreciate youtube

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 10:30

If you go on youtube and say there is nothing cool about youtube, you need to know that actually you can watch anything on youtube. People should appreciate YouTube more.

One reason people should appreciate youtube   more is because you can learn anything,For example you can learn about some Creatures about the Sharks and more about fish and you can learn sign language. you might be thinking that you already know because your a fisherman but you don't know more about it of how to catch fish, where to get the fish, and what kind of bait to get to fish. please learn more about how to learn about fish.

Another reason people should appreciate YouTube more is because you can watch funny things, for example you can watch David Lopez. David lopez is a guy that makes funny things happened in his life. all so you can watch Moana screaming Maui. it's part of the movie but people edited to make this boys singing it in screaming. one night I was looking something that's                                                                                                                             crazy funny on YouTube I remembered when me and my sister watched this video i Thought to myself about him and  I looked up the video and I found what about it and I laugh and laughed and laughed. You might be thinking that it might not be that  funny but once you see it it's going to be very funny that it will open your eyes and start crying.

In conclusion...

believe me if you're trying to get a app buy YouTube you should check it out. try it out now!!!!!!!



Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 09:23

i think the most kind thing a stranger has don to me is when i got lost claming on rocks and my famly thout that i was right behined them going to the car but i was still on the rocks i found some one up there and aksed how i got up there but i was youg and shie so i did not talk much to them and then i saw my mom and pointed to her and the prson passed me over a big deep gap in the big rocks and i am geatful they did that for me. 

Extra money

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 09:21

Me and my brother would go to a store after school and we would get some candy,some days we would have enough money to by candy but some days we didnt and on the days we didnt someone would always help us by giving a little extra money so we could by our candy.Some days there wouldnt be someone behind us to give us a little extra money thoughs days the woman or man working would pay for it we would always thank the people and they would say your welcome or they would say its no problem.After me and my brother went to diffrent schools I didnt go to the store as much and one time I was going to by a ice cream and I didnt have money and they gave it to me for free.

Vt writers day kindness.

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 09:20

I stepped on the front of the cart. My mom drove the cart to the milk isle. As my mom stopped a another isle I hopped on the side of the cart and I felt the cart start to tip over. The cart fell on my. My mom turned around and gasped. An old man came running up and lifted the cart off of me. My mom picked me up and put the milk in the cart. “That’s it no more riding on the side of carts,” My mom said shaking her head. The old man smiled and walked away. I waved. My mom smiled at him too, I remember thinking she was grateful that the cart did not hurt me. I sat in the cart the rest of the time we were at the store. I knew that was the last time I ever did that again.

the shotgun

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 08:45

This man who lived near me i did not know. One day i was playing outside at the park that i live near my nabor was out side and and he ask me and my brother to help carry in stuff for him for 10 dallers we were like ok than we were friends with him and we hong out with him and he got to know us and he gave me and my brother each a pump shotgun and he keeps giving my brother differnt guns and he gave us tons of stuff and there is a lot of money in the guns he gave us well worth 5000 dollars and my other neighbour gives me and my friends candy and they are so nice i never had a better neighbour.and the guns are lit.

Kindness from a stranger

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 08:44


mom and I were going to the doctor office. When we got to the doctor office my mom got a shot in her hip. We were on are way home and mom black out so we pulled over. A stranger offered a ride home so we could get home safe and didn’t crash the car. We had a friend  bring the car home for us. We were happy that we got help and thanfoll for it.



Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 08:38

When i was 8 years old we were going to boston for a redsox vs Orioles game. Even though my parents and brother liked the redsox I loved the Orioles. I was wearing my Orioles hat and shirt and was one of the every 100 wearing an Orioles shirt. As we found our seat I was happy because there were some Orioles fans behing us. In the 7th ininng this older guy who also liked the Orioles came up to me and asked if i was a Orioles fan, I said '' Yes''. I remembered the smile on his face when he gave me a 10 doller bill and sayed '' this is for you'' and '' go O's. I made sure to say thanks and that i really appreacitted it. 


Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 08:38

I believe bullying is against the law and people should suffer a few hours in jail. I think this reasoning because it's not fair for somebody that did nothing to suffer from something as bad as this. They need to have more of a punishment than just the principal or their parents,  bullying can lead to people committing suicide or people not feeling good about themselves and suffering from depression. In conclusion, I think bullies need more of a punishment because they scar peoples lives and cause death.

The Fisherman

Submitted by Writer on Wed, 02/07/2018 - 14:04

When I was eight years old, I got my first fishing rod and reel. Since my birthday was in September, and fishing season was essentially over, I had to wait through fall and winter before I got a chance to try it out. For real. 

On opening day, my mom fixed my brothers and I egg salad sandwiches and carrot sticks and, the treat, an individually wrapped Hostess cupcake. She drove us down to the lake and let us loose and said to call when we'd had enough. Since it was a small town and everyone knew us, it was never hard to knock on someone's door and ask to use a phone. Yes, no cell phones back then.

I remember that it was unusually warm, that there were bugs out, and that I was spending most of my time trying to unravel my rod from the tree branches near the edge of the lake. I don't remember, but can imagine, that my brothers didn't have a lot of patience for that and left me be while they, successfully, pulled several trout out of the lake.

At lunch time we sat on an open rock in the sunshine and enjoyed our food, particularly the cup cake, and then talked about where we would go next. We decided to walk along the shore, through the woods, to a small stream that spilled out into the east side of the lake and when we got there we found several other fishermen. My brothers dispersed and I, well, I launched my lure into the trees.

I was, at this point, getting pretty frustrated and a kindly man, decked out in a fishing hat and vest and a nice looking fancy fishing rod came over to me as I was sitting, on an old log, trying to untangle the line. 

He suggested that I just cut the line and save the lure. He then helped me rethread the line through the eyelits and he put on the end a hook. He then told me to look away.

"I've got some magic bait here and I don't want you to see what I'm using," he said, with a smile. By this time, my brothers, ever protective, had returned and then told me to look away. 

"I'll go ahead and cast it for you," the man said, and when he was done, he told me to turn around. He handed me the rod. "Now I bet you'll have a fish on there in no time."

And I did.

In a matter of seconds. I still remember the sense of my heart leaping into my throat, the excitement as he guided me on how to pull the fish in, "keep the line taut, that's it, that's it" and I walked along the shore a bit, down to a flat part by the stream and a rock and by then the fish was close. It was big. At least to me.

And the man handed me a net and I reached in the water real close and pulled out my fish, my first ever fish, and I was beaming as I looked at my brothers and the man who said, "I told you my bait was magic," he said, "but I've never seen anyone catch one as fast as you did!"

From then on I was, well, hooked on fishing. 

And it was many years later that my brothers told me what the real magic of the bait was -- a fish he had just caught and put on my line. 

I still thank him for it in my mind, though to this day I have no idea who he was. He was a stranger.