Hope

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I always wanted to help people. Giving old people things they dropped on the ground back to them, helping someone with their homework, giving someone directions to somewhere, whatever. But it never really made a BIG difference in their life.

Like obviously that girl got to her party sooner, that old woman didn't have to break her back trying to get what se dropped and that boy from my maths class probably got three more marks. This, all of them would eventually forget.

What I wanted to do, was make a real big difference in someone's life. So, that because of me they didn't give up, kept going and achieved happiness, which is something that everyone deserves.

I know this probably makes me sound like a sadistic asshole who hoped other people had problems so that she could make them better. But that's not the case.

It turns out I did get to help someone after all. How? you are about to find out.

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