I SPENT MY PROM DRESS MONEY TO HELP A HOMELESS MAN — THE NEXT DAY, HE SHOWED UP AT PROM WITH A LUXURY GIFT I remember that day like it was yesterday. I was on the bus, on my way to buy my dream dress. The pink one where I’d finally feel like a princess. My mom and grandma had saved up for a long time, and I held the envelope of cash tightly in my hands… It all started when two workers from the bus station got on at the next stop. They singled out an elderly man, dressed in shabby clothes. He looked so helpless, especially when the two big guys demanded a fine from him. The despair in his eyes was clear. “Please, I’m begging you,” he said, his voice trembling. “I’m trying to get to my daughter. She’s sick, and I have to take her to the hospital. Please.” It struck me deeply—I couldn’t imagine being so helpless, especially with a sick child waiting for him. Without thinking too much, I took a deep breath and handed the bus workers my money. “I’LL PAY HIS FINE!” I said. I knew it was the right thing to do. After all, some things are more important than a beautiful dress. The man thanked me over and over before rushing off to his daughter. That could’ve been the end of the story, but little did I know, the stranger would return the next day with an unexpected surprise.
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I SPENT MY PROM DRESS MONEY TO HELP A HOMELESS MAN — THE NEXT DAY, HE SHOWED UP AT PROM WITH A LUXURY GIFT I remember that day like it was yesterday. I was on the bus, on my way to buy my dream dress. The pink one where I’d finally feel like a princess. My mom and grandma had saved up for a long time, and I held the envelope of cash tightly in my hands… It all started when two workers from the bus station got on at the next stop. They singled out an elderly man, dressed in shabby clothes. He looked so helpless, especially when the two big guys demanded a fine from him. The despair in his eyes was clear. “Please, I’m begging you,” he said, his voice trembling. “I’m trying to get to my daughter. She’s sick, and I have to take her to the hospital. Please.” It struck me deeply—I couldn’t imagine being so helpless, especially with a sick child waiting for him. Without thinking too much, I took a deep breath and handed the bus workers my money. “I’LL PAY HIS FINE!” I said. I knew it was the right thing to do. After all, some things are more important than a beautiful dress. The man thanked me over and over before rushing off to his daughter. That could’ve been the end of the story, but little did I know, the stranger would return the next day with an unexpected surprise.

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