Homeless Essay

507 WordsDec 5, 20123 Pages
I come from a Christian family who believes in helping others as much as possible. Growing up, I’ve witnessed my parents helping family, friends, strangers, and all kinds of people with things they need. They would help emotionally, spiritually, but they couldn't always help people financially because we never had extra money to spend. My parents taught me to be a nice and caring person who looks out for the needs of others who aren’t as lucky as I am. One particular experience helping others has made a significant impact on my life. One day, as I was driving home, I saw a homeless man with a little girl standing on the side of the road. They held a sign that said "Please donate, we're hungry!" I have a huge heart for homeless people because I try to put myself in their shoes, so I try to help them out as much as possible. As I saw them, I turned my car around to see what I could do for them. I knew I didn't have a lot of money, but I really wanted to help them out. So instead of pitying them, I pulled over and asked what would they like from Wendy’s and her dad said, “Just fries”. I couldn't understand why he would just say fries. Knowing that they must have been starving, I decided to get each of them a cheeseburger, large fries, and a large drink. When I brought the food to them, it made me feel so happy to see them smile and the happiness in the little girl's eyes. She ran up to me and gave me a big hug. I knew from that moment that I made a difference in that little girl's life, at least for a day. The father took me to the side and thanked me and started crying. I gave him a hug and I began to get a little teary-eyed. I gave him the fifty dollars I had in my pocket. He was so thankful and it made me happy that I didn’t pass them by. Although the money I gave him was my lunch money for the next two weeks, I was happy to give it to someone who needed it more

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