Kevin had already made his Halloween costume with his mom and helped his dad decorate their house. He was excited about how much candy he would collect. But one house on his street didn’t have any decorations, and that kept bothering him. He didn’t understand why someone wouldn’t celebrate Halloween, so he thought maybe they needed help.
Halloween was almost here, and the entire neighborhood was buzzing with excitement. Every yard seemed to be trying to be the scariest one around.
There were pumpkins with big, jagged smiles all along the sidewalks. Plastic skeletons hung from tree branches, and fake cobwebs covered porches.
The air smelled like dry leaves and candy, and eleven-year-old Kevin could feel his heart racing with excitement.
Halloween was Kevin’s favorite day of the year, a time when anyone could be whatever they wanted. He loved how everything changed for that one magical night.
As he walked down the street, he smiled, looking at the glowing jack-o’-lanterns and spooky ghosts decorating the houses. Some homes even played creepy sounds like witches’ laughter and creaking doors.
But something different caught his eye as he went farther down the street. One house was dark and plain, with no decorations at all. It was Mrs. Kimbly’s house.
Mrs. Kimbly was an older woman who lived alone. Kevin had helped her before, mowing her lawn in summer and shoveling snow in winter, but she rarely said much. Her undecorated house seemed out of place in the festive neighborhood.
Kevin felt bad that her house had no Halloween spirit. He thought maybe she needed help with the decorations. Determined, he crossed the street and knocked on her door.
When Mrs. Kimbly answered, her face showed annoyance. “What do you want, Kevin?” she asked in a gruff voice.
“I noticed you don’t have any Halloween decorations. I could help you put some up, if you’d like,” Kevin offered.
Mrs. Kimbly frowned. “I don’t need decorations, and I don’t need help,” she said sharply before slamming the door.
Kevin was surprised. How could anyone hate Halloween so much? He didn’t want her house to be a target for pranks, like kids throwing toilet paper, so he came up with a plan.
At home, Kevin told his mom, Sarah, about Mrs. Kimbly’s undecorated house and how she had slammed the door in his face. His mom suggested leaving her alone, explaining that people might have reasons for not celebrating.
But Kevin didn’t think Mrs. Kimbly hated Halloween—she seemed lonely. So, he decided to help anyway.
He gathered all the Halloween decorations he could find, including his favorite pumpkin, and hurried back to Mrs. Kimbly’s house. He carefully hung lights and placed pumpkins on her porch. As he finished, the front door opened, and Mrs. Kimbly stormed out, furious.
“I told you not to decorate my house!” she yelled. She grabbed Kevin’s carved pumpkin and smashed it on the ground. Kevin was shocked and hurt, but he whispered, “I just wanted to help,” before running home.
That night, Kevin put on his vampire costume, but he couldn’t enjoy Halloween. He was worried about Mrs. Kimbly’s house being pranked. So, he returned to her house and sat on her porch, handing out candy from his own bag to trick-or-treaters, explaining that Mrs. Kimbly wasn’t home.
As he sat alone, the door creaked open. Mrs. Kimbly stepped out, her expression softer this time.
“What are you doing here, Kevin?” she asked quietly.
“I didn’t want anyone to mess with your house,” Kevin explained. “I thought I could help.”
Mrs. Kimbly sighed and sat beside him. She admitted that Halloween was hard for her because it reminded her of how alone she was. She had no family to share it with.
Kevin understood now. “You don’t have to be alone,” he said. “You can celebrate with the rest of us.”
Mrs. Kimbly smiled sadly and thanked Kevin for his kindness. She even apologized for smashing his pumpkin. Kevin promised to bring another one so they could carve it together.
For the first time in years, Mrs. Kimbly felt the warmth of Halloween again, thanks to the caring heart of one determined boy.
Driver dodges trash bag on the road, then realizes the chilling truth
You’ve probably experienced moments where a last-minute change in your routine leads to unexpected outcomes. Perhaps you altered your coffee order or left the office early, only to cross paths with an old friend or uncover an unpleasant surprise at home. These small decisions can lead to significant consequences, some good and some alarming.
Malissa Sergent Lewis had one such moment during the summer of 2016 when she decided to take a different route to work at her elementary school in Kentucky. Running late, she opted for a back road instead of the usual highway, a choice that she would come to appreciate greatly.
As she drove along that quieter road, she noticed something odd: a trash bag seemingly moving in the middle of the lane. “I thought I saw it twitch”, Malissa recalled. Intrigued and concerned, she felt compelled to investigate further.
Cautiously, she approached the bag, realizing it was tightly tied and that whatever was inside couldn’t have gotten there by itself. With a mix of apprehension and determination, she tore open a corner of the bag, revealing a heartwarming surprise.
Inside was a small puppy, wagging his tail with joy as soon as he was exposed to the light. “I couldn’t believe it”, Malissa said. The little dog, though shaken, was eager for companionship.
He was found with a collar but without any identification tags, raising questions about how he ended up abandoned in the first place. Unable to leave him behind, Malissa brought the puppy along to school. Later, her son took the puppy home, and they arranged for a vet visit to ensure he was healthy and vaccinated.
Concerned for the puppy’s safety, Malissa contacted animal control, but the dog had not been reported missing, and no one came forward to claim him.
In a fortunate turn of events, Malissa and her family decided to adopt the puppy, providing him with the love and care he deserves. Yet, she struggles to comprehend the cruelty that led to his abandonment. “Who could do something so heartless?” she wondered. “Everyone loves puppies; it takes a cold-hearted person to put any animal in a trash bag and discard it like that.”
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