I ran fast as I could and used my 65TK for a rickshaw ride home.
The sun was setting. I quickly hopped off from the rickshaw and knocked on the door excitedly. Grandma opened the door. I hugged her tightly and told her everything.
Grandma also gave me a good news, dad recovered! He is able to go back to work, but it didn't stop me! Dad and I now go outside and sell even more toys and balloons, our earnings increased! When we finally got enough money saved after almost a year of hardwork, we were able to rent a proper flat. Dad's business increased! Slowly and surely he began his own business of better and cooler toys. I also go to school now!
If it weren't for that Tania, I wouldn't have ever got a good life. You should always donate if you can. Who knows, your simple charity may change somebody's life completely!
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The Poor Balloon Girl.. 🎈
Short StoryThis story is about a poor girl named Tania. She lives at the slums with only her father and grandmother by her side.. They are having a hard time. But after her father's sickness it became worse...... 😔 P.S: This is a story from Bangladesh, so the...
