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One day I as I walked down the street of this shattered society, I witnessed a man hold a woman for her purse. As I was in the street and the 2 were in the alley I decided in my panic to hide behind a dumpster. The man said that if the woman screamed for help he would kill her in an instant, so she was quiet, didn't cry not even a yelp. The woman handed the man the purse and said "The way I see it, you are a pretty desperate man, maybe if you ask for the things you need someone will listen. You go on and take the contents of my purse, and find out that everything that is of value is in my house not my purse, and I will think that if you had asked, that I would have taken you to my home, grabbed my ATM card and cleared my savings for a good cause." As I stood and looked at the man I noticed he was crying, he walked over, dropped the gun and gave up the purse. the woman turned and took me and the man by the hand and walked us to her house. She treated us to dinner and $200 of her savings.
I later realized that the man went to the same homeless shelter that I lived at with his dying daughter, we sat and prayed that the world would breed more good people such as this woman.
- Title: The way I see it
- Artist: malitiax
- Description: a small story that really wasn't my hardest work, but I felt that if my friends and family liked it that much, you guys would like it too.
- Date: 05/19/2010
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