I helped a lady to cross the street because she was an old lady and I think she was about 85 or 90. It was in the airport when she was eating tomales. Then she stood up and she was trying to cross the street. I saw her and I looked at her. She spent like 20 minutes to cross the street but she couldn't do it.
So I asked her, "Do you need help." She said, "Yes please." After I helped her to cross the street she said, "Thank you so much for helping me. You are a good girl. Your mom should be proud of you. Thank you so much. I have to go, so I wish you to go with God." I answered, "Bye, I wish to see you soon."
Before she left she asked, "Where do you live?" I said, "I live in Usulutan" and she said, "I'll go around sometime." I said "bye" and she said "bye" too. Then I went to my mom and we went home.
A few months later I saw the lady again and she told my mom that I helped her. I used to see the lady a lot. After three years the lady died. It was so sad because I was starting to love her so much. But life is that way.
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