Going Home

Last summer, I was downtown with a bunch of people, and we were all waiting around at night at a fairly deserted bus stop. It wasn’t one of the ones like Douglas and Fort where people were always around.
As we were boarding the bus stop, one girl was desperately rooting around her bag to find some way to pay for the bus. Unfortunately, all she could come up with was a five dollar bill. She tried asking everyone who was boarding if they had change they could spare or help break up her five, but either no one had anything or no one wanted to deal with her. I was waiting in line to board and I felt so awful for her. It was dark and cold out, and I felt quite wretched for her. I wouldn’t want to be in a situation like that where no one could or would help me.
So I looked in my wallet and took out one of my spare bus tickets and gave it to her and wished her good night and to be safe. She was surprised but immediately thanked me for my random act of kindness.

I didn’t expect her to be so thankful for my help. It was such a small thing for me to do but to her, I helped her get home safe and sound.
It’s been something that has been on my mind every time I board a bus. I hope we can all help each other out in the future!