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Christmas Time Story

#1 Postby blizzard » Wed Dec 17, 2003 11:41 pm

Late last week, I was rushing around trying to get some last minute shopping done. I was stressed out and not thinking very fondly of the Christmas season right then. It was dark, cold, and wet in the parking lot as I was loading my car up with gifts that I felt obligated to buy. I noticed that I was missing a receipt that I might need later. So mumbling under my breath, I retraced my steps to the shopping mall entrance.

As I was searching the wet pavement for the lost receipt, I heard a quiet sobbing. The crying was coming from a poorly dressed boy of about 12 years old. He was short and thin. He had no coat. He was just wearing a ragged flannel shirt to protect him from the cold night's chill.

Oddly enough, he was holding a hundred dollar bill in his hand. Thinking that he had gotten lost from his parents, I asked him what was wrong. He told me his sad story. He said that he came from a large family. He had three brothers and four sisters. His father had died when he was nine years old. His mother was poorly educated and worked two full time jobs. She made very little to support her large family.

Nevertheless, she had managed to skimp and save two hundred dollars to buy her children Christmas presents. The young boy had been dropped off, by his mother, on the way to her second job. He was to use the money to buy presents for all his siblings and save just enough to take the bus home. He had not even entered the mall, when an older boy grabbed one of the hundred dollar bills and disappeared into the night.

Why didn't you scream for help?" I asked.

The boy said, "I did."

"And nobody came to help you?" I wondered.

The boy stared at the sidewalk and sadly shook his head.

"How loud did you scream?" I inquired.

The soft-spoken boy looked up and meekly whispered, "Help me..."

I realized then that absolutely no one could have heard that poor boy cry for help. So I grabbed his other hundred and ran to my truck.
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Sorry about that one, I was just so shocked at the end. I cracked up laughing. Not because of the story, but because it was so unexpected.....And no, I would never do anything like that..
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#2 Postby MScoast » Wed Dec 17, 2003 11:43 pm

that wasn't right!!! got me good with that one!
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#3 Postby hunter84 » Wed Dec 17, 2003 11:51 pm

loaded up his CAR. then he took the 100 bill and ran to his TRUCK. see crime doesn't pay, he can't even remember what he was driving.
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#4 Postby blizzard » Wed Dec 17, 2003 11:52 pm

Well maybe it was an El Camino, or a Ranchero
:lol: :lol:
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#5 Postby hunter84 » Wed Dec 17, 2003 11:58 pm

blizzard wrote:Well maybe it was an El Camino, or a Ranchero
:lol: :lol:

those things still on he road? he probably needed the money if he was driving one of them. :)
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