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Hardly aware of awareness, he wondered through the City. Why didn't she answer -he thought. A taxi splashed water on him, which only made him more angry. He rushed into the nearest deli, Do you have a towel? I'm soaked! he asked. **No, but I have sweatpants and shirts for sale. I'll lend you some.** the owner responded. Shocked by the man's generosity, he insisted he buy them. Where's my wallet? I must have left my wallet at home. Nevermind. Before the owner could hand him the clothes, he was out the door in a flash. Walking back to his apartment was the only thing left to do, so he walked, and thought about all the troubles... *She doesn't love me anymore, I'm broke, I'm unlucky, I can't keep a job, my family is ashamed, I have no skills, nor talents, I'm a waste of life...* But he was interrupted by a quarrel between two men. **You piece of **** *** You stole my wallet.** said one. I did not, you can search me. responded the other. The first man threw a punch and knocked the other down. I have to do something! He ran to the two men and grabbed the assaulter holding him against the wall, and yelled, **ENOUGH! This man has nothing and you can't find your wallet, so you assume he has it!? You probably left it at home, call your wife, kids, or whomever and see if its there!** he roared. Whatever.. was his blunt response, and the assaulter walked away... The other man lay on the ground bleeding and coughing, so he bent down and consoled him, You okay man? he asked. **Why did you help me? I'm a waste of life, and you helped me. You're the only person in this city who ever gave me a chance: You. Are. A. Hero.** lamented the injured man. He couldn't respond though. He just shed a tear for in that moment all his problems went away. It didn't matter that he was soaking wet, or that he left his wallet at home, or that his wife didn't answer, or that he lost his job. Nothing mattered, except that he mattered.
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Feb 18, 2014
Feb 18, 2014 at 8:46 PM UTC
Retrospect For Life
Hardly aware of awareness, he wondered through the City. Why didn't she answer -he thought. A taxi splashed water on him, which only made him more angry. He rushed into the nearest deli, Do you have a towel? I'm soaked! he asked. **No, but I have sweatpants and shirts for sale. I'll lend you some.** the owner responded. Shocked by the man's generosity, he insisted he buy them. Where's my wallet? I must have left my wallet at home. Nevermind. Before the owner could hand him the clothes, he was out the door in a flash. Walking back to his apartment was the only thing left to do, so he walked, and thought about all the troubles... *She doesn't love me anymore, I'm broke, I'm unlucky, I can't keep a job, my family is ashamed, I have no skills, nor talents, I'm a waste of life...* But he was interrupted by a quarrel between two men. **You piece of **** *** You stole my wallet.** said one. I did not, you can search me. responded the other. The first man threw a punch and knocked the other down. I have to do something! He ran to the two men and grabbed the assaulter holding him against the wall, and yelled, **ENOUGH! This man has nothing and you can't find your wallet, so you assume he has it!? You probably left it at home, call your wife, kids, or whomever and see if its there!** he roared. Whatever.. was his blunt response, and the assaulter walked away... The other man lay on the ground bleeding and coughing, so he bent down and consoled him, You okay man? he asked. **Why did you help me? I'm a waste of life, and you helped me. You're the only person in this city who ever gave me a chance: You. Are. A. Hero.** lamented the injured man. He couldn't respond though. He just shed a tear for in that moment all his problems went away. It didn't matter that he was soaking wet, or that he left his wallet at home, or that his wife didn't answer, or that he lost his job. Nothing mattered, except that he mattered.
james-ellis
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Feb 18, 2014
Feb 18, 2014 at 8:46 PM UTC
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