In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt The Kindness of Strangers
When was the last time a stranger did something particularly kind, generous, or selfless for you? Tell us what happened!
She’d fallen. She’d been crying and not really looking where she was going. Everything was wrong; nothing happened as she wanted it, needed it. She sat there, ignoring the world, not caring if she was in a puddle or in the gutter, on the grass or in the dirt. Life wasn’t fair. She hated this. Her world was coming to an end. She might as well die.
“Are you ok?” A voice called from above. She ignored it. Leave me alone she thought. There’s nothing to do. My life is over. Then a hand leaned gently on her shoulder. “Hey? Are you ok?”
She looked up because the voice was sounding real nice; soft and low and comforting. The young woman looked almost like a fairy godmother, ethereal and distant, but with a kind look on her face. She drew her hand across her face, wiping away the tears and noisily sniffing.
“I’m sure the world seems pretty dark right now. But if you care to look further, there’s always a light at the end of the tunnel.”
The woman held out her hand and helped her up when she took it. The blond lady straightened her jacket and gave her a handkerchief so she could dry her eyes and blow her nose.
“Thank you.” Maria said.
“You’re welcome. Will you be ok to go home?” She nodded. The woman cocked her head slightly. “Things can seem to be pretty dark at your age. Keep a smile on your face; whatever’s troubling you. It will get easier.”
She didn’t understand; she’d got a A- at her math tests. And she’d always been the best student. She’d expected a better mark. Her parents would be disappointed. She wouldn’t be able to get into the college she wanted. She was on the slippery slope to failure.
“Nothing is ever as dark as it appears. Look for the light.”
The woman smiled again.
“I will.” She said almost against her will. Another smile on the woman’s face before she turned and walked away.
Maybe it wasn’t so bad after all…