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I think that my most precious childhood memory is a while back,when I was just 11 years old.
It was a cold winter day,and around 8 A.M but I had to get up to go to school. Brushed my teeth,packed my bags and went outside,shivering from the cold and the strong winds. My mom always packs me lunch,no matter my thoughts on it or how I feel about my hunger,so today I've got another 2 sandwiches with ham in my lunch box. And as I'm walking through the snow I see this person,just laying onto the ground covered in snow and barely had anything to warm themselves up with. It was a lady in around her 40's with brown hair and short body. I could see her body shaking from the cold and felt a huge guilt. My only thoughts right then were to help her no matter what. And since I had 2 sandwiches,the idea lighted up in my brain. I opened my bag and took both out,and put it down on her jacket. She looked me in the eyes and smiled,and I will always remember that smile. It was so heartwarming and sweet. She ate and for around 4 weeks after I would always pack her food and even gave some clothes. She got her life together soon after and is our neighbour now.
I love helping people, especially the ones that are in need,despite their past actions
