What is the nicest thing you've ever done that no one knows about?

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I was in a hurry and stopped at a gas station to fill up. While I was outside my car a man came up to me and asked if I could spare a buck or two for gas, he, his wife, and his daughter were traveling but were broke and barely made it to the station. They had a broken down old volvo and it was clear that they were vagabonds of some sort who lived in their car. The kid was at most two years old. I was pretty low on cash myself but I thought hey what the hell, I could use some affirmation that people can be kind if I were in their situation. So I swiped my card at their pump and said, "Fill it up. Good luck to you and your family, I hope this can get you where you're going" and walked away. He started crying as I left and I would have lost it too if I wasn't too proud to do so in public. To see a grown man cry like that - both for having received an unexpected gift and for having to be put in the position of begging to keep his family safe, was one of the most profound experiences of my life. I haven't told anyone until now.
I was day tripping to Vancouver from Seattle and stopped in for lunch at a little cafe. From my window I saw a young teenage girl out in the cold, squatted down in a closed up businesses doorway, holding a small bundle in her arms. She was panhandling, people were mostly walking by ignoring her. She looked just broken.
I finished up my meal and went outside, went through my wallet and thought I'd give her $5 for some food. I got up to her and she was sobbing, she looked like she was 14-15. And that bundle in her arms was a baby wrapped up. I felt like I just got punched in the chest. She looked up putting on a game face and asked for any change, I asked her if she's like some lunch. Right next door was a small quick-Trip type grocery store, I got a can of formula for the baby (very young, maybe 2-3 months old.), and took her back to the cafe though I'd just eaten. She was very thankful, got a burger and just inhaled it. Got her some pie and ice cream. She opened up and we talked. She was 15, got pregnant, parents were angry and she was fighting with them. She ran away. She's been gone almost 1 full year.
I asked her if she's like to go home and she got silent. I coaxed her, she said her parents wouldn't want her back. I coaxed further, she admitted she stole 5k in cash from her Dad. Turns out 5k doesn't last long at all and the streets are tough on a 15 year old. Very tough. She did want to go back, but she was afraid no one wanted her back after what she did.
We talked more, I wanted her to use my phone to call home but she wouldn't. I told her I'd call and see if her folks wanted to talk to her, she hesitated and gave bad excuses but eventually agreed. She dialed the number and I took the phone, her Mom picked up and I said hello. Awkwardly introduced myself and said her daughter would like to speak to her, silence, and I heard crying. Gave the phone to the girl and she was just quiet listening to her Mom cry, and then said hello. And she cried. They talked, she gave the phone back to me, I talked to her Mom some more.
I drove her down to the bus station and bought her a bus ticket home. Gave her $100 cash for incidentals, and some formula, diapers, wipes, snacks for the road.
Got to the bus, and she just cried saying thank you over and over. I gave her a kiss on the forehead and a hug, kissed her baby, and she got on the bus.
I get a chistmas card every year from her. She's 21 now and in college.
Her name is Makayla and her baby was Joe.
I've never really told anyone about this. I just feel good knowing I did something good in this world. Maybe it'll make up for the things I've f-ed up.

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What is the nicest thing YOU've ever done that no one knows about?

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  • Profile picture of the author Brandon Tanner
    Originally Posted by Joe Mobley View Post

    What is the nicest thing YOU've ever done that no one knows about?
    I can't say... because if I told you, then you would know about it. :p
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  • Profile picture of the author Michael Ten
    I've ________ for certain individuals. That is all I'm going to say. I'm not sure if doing so was really that nice.
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  • Profile picture of the author Patrician
    I have the same answer as I can't tell you or it would wreck it -

    'Don't let the left hand know what the right hand is doing' (when it comes to giving) because then the purity of the act is lost to 'oooh look at me'.

    However I will tell you that for the past few weeks I have allowed a baby grasshopper to live and stay on one of my mini rose plants.

    I will massacre aphids by power blasting them with dish soap - I avoid getting dish soap on this particular plant because it might poison the grasshopper.

    ... besides - I think the grasshopper might eat aphids - so it is not a completely unselfish act.

    However I am proud of my tolerance. (tested because looks like he is eating the leaves along with the aphids - many have big holes in the center).

    A true story about me, a real blonde.
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  • Profile picture of the author Corey Geer
    Well, i'm relatively young and i used to be a bit of a hopeless romantic. My girlfriend was doing a play, I was very young as well, like 16. She was really nervous about the whole thing and I wanted to make her feel better about it so I took all the money I had (which was like $15) out of my bank and got her this $15 pack of flowers. I had them hidden up my sleeve the whole time.

    After her show, I waited for her outside and smoothly slid them out of my jacket and presented them to her. That's the nicest thing I can ever remember doing.
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  • Profile picture of the author kenmichaels
    the nicest thing i ever did was give, my girlfriends parents 3 months of rent.

    she was my girl friend for 9 years.... she never knew.
    If i remember correctly we were 3 or 4 years into the relationship.

    I figured out that they played me ... when they came back and asked for 9k for to buy a van
    ....

    BTW, it is 15 years later... as far as i know.. she still doesn't know.
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  • Profile picture of the author isaac89
    Very much...I think that I have found my mother's ring.
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    • Profile picture of the author ThomM
      Don't know if this counts.
      But back in the 70's I was at a Grateful Dead show at St. Pete Fl.
      I was in the lobby and I noticed this kid freaking out trying to talk to a cop.
      I went closer and he was begging the cop to let him go out because he left his keys in his car.
      The cop was laughing at him telling him he would still need a new ticket to get back in. The kid was almost in tears, so I walked up and gave him an extra ticket I had.
      I really did it more to piss off the cop then to help the kid though
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      • Profile picture of the author superpayouts
        Patrician,

        I do the same thing sometimes, I have a bunch of grasshoppers in my flower pot. I guess they go there for shelter from the blazing sun in summer time. So I let them be
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  • Profile picture of the author garyv
    This is not the nicest thing I've done, but it is a feel good story...

    A few weeks ago I was in a Walmart in Southern Illinois when the town there received a Tornado warning. We were all kind of pushed to the back of the store by Walmart employees like a herd of cattle - and made to stay there for the good part of an hour. It was standing room only in this small group of isles they had us all gathered in. And this was a college town, and not to be judgmental, but the crowd of people there consisted mainly of young rude teens - including all of the employees.

    After about 30 minutes I started wandering the few isles we were in and happened upon a very elderly lady. I'm guessing that she probably just came into the store to pick up some medicine or whatever and never planned on being in the store for so long. But when I found her, she was standing there just a few feet away from a group of teens (including a Walmart employee) being rather loud and obnoxious. Her legs were shaking very badly and her ankles were swolen. She reminded me of my grand-mother and I knew that if she was anything like my grandmother she had too much pride to let anyone know that she was in pain standing there. But it was obvious to anyone that bothered paying attention. Unfortunately no one was paying attention.

    I recognized her struggle right away, and knew that the sporting goods department was only a few isles over from where they had us standing. So I immediately headed to the sporting good section to pick up a lawn chair to bring back to her. I get half way to the sporting goods section when I'm stopped by the same young obnoxious employee that was standing right next to the elderly lady. He says "I'm sorry, but I can't let anyone leave this section for any reason." I did not stop - and gave him a little bit of an extra shoulder bump on my way past him. On my way back with the chair, he got an extra shoulder bump.

    I finally get back to the lady with the young punk following behind me huffing the whole way. When I get back to the lady and unfold the chair, she immediately sits down and begins to cry. The punk is silenced - as is the rest of the isle of teens.
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    • Profile picture of the author superpayouts
      Originally Posted by garyv View Post

      This is not the nicest thing I've done, but it is a feel good story...

      A few weeks ago I was in a Walmart in Southern Illinois when a the town there received a Tornado warning. We were all kind of pushed to the back of the store by Walmart employees like a herd of cattle - and made to stay there for the good part of an hour. It was standing room only in this small group of isles they had us all gathered in. And this was a college town, and not to be judgmental, but the crowd of people there consisted mainly of young rude teens - including all of the employees.

      After about 30 minutes I started wandering the few isles we were in and happened upon a very elderly lady. I'm guessing that she probably just came into the store to pick up some medicine or whatever and never planned on being in the store for so long. But when I found her, she was standing there just a few feet away from a group of teens (including a Walmart employee) being rather loud and obnoxious. Her legs were shaking very badly and her ankles were swolen. She reminded me of my grand-mother and I knew that if she was anything like my grandmother she had too much pride to let anyone know that she was in pain standing there. But it was obvious to anyone that bothered paying attention. Unfortunately no one was paying attention.

      I recognized her struggle right away, and knew that the sporting goods department was only a few isles over from where they had us standing. So I immediately headed to the sporting good section to pick up a lawn chair to bring back to her. I get half way to the sporting goods section when I'm stopped by the same young obnoxious employee that was standing right next to the elderly lady. He says "I'm sorry, but I can't let anyone leave this section for any reason." I did not stop - and gave him a little bit of an extra shoulder bump on my way past him. On my way back with the chair, he got an extra shoulder bump.

      I finally get back to the lady with the young punk following behind me huffing the whole way. When I get back to the lady and unfold the chair, she immediately sits down and begins to cry. The punk is silenced - as is the rest of the isle of teens.


      Wow,

      Im not being sarcastic when I say this, but you are the friggin man. I would of done the same damn thing. Good for you my friend!
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