That was an uncommonly dull winter night. I was en route home from chip away at the horrible calm street of the place where I grew up. I drove my bike alone. It was midnight when I completed my third move. Winter wind continued tapping my face as I attempted to surge home.
All of a sudden, I saw one man with a long hair, riding behind me subtly. I learned about my heart bouncing with frighten. I revived my leg pushing the pedals, wanting to ride quicker. He continued finishing me the dim, over the field. At whatever point I pivoted, he ceased. My throat was ablaze.
Finally, I returned home and attempted to achieve the chime. The man came to. I turned my head around and saw the most odd face on the planet. From somewhere down in the throat of the man, I heard him saying, "ecuse meee. yo.. oou d..rop yoor baag beeehind," giving the pack back to me. I couldn't state anything, yet was loaded with disgrace and lament for misconception him. From that day, I keep my confidence in individuals.
Lovely article
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It doesn't happen often and that's why we tend to 'judge a book by it's cover' or in other words, we judge people by their appearance before getting to know who they are as a person.. but sometimes people do surprise you with unexpected kindness from a strange :) like you had experienced. Love the post and thank you for sharing this lovely story
thanks for appreciation