A Kind Act I Remember

 A Kind Act I Remember
Last winter, I saw an old woman struggling to carry heavy bags in the snow. Her hands were red from the cold, and she kept slipping on the ice. Without thinking, I ran to help her carry the bags and walked her home. She lived alone, so I stayed to make her a cup of tea. She told me stories about her family and thanked me with a warm smile. That day, I realized kindness doesn’t need big gestures—small acts can make a difference. Now, I always offer to help others, because kindness is contagious.

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