Hey there!
Well, there is something I’d love to share with everyone about the “nicest thing” because somebody in my life did this thing to me which got my life better. I’m a 16 year old teen girl living with my mother as my dad is up there in heaven unable to help my poor mother raising me. However, my mother is a great woman who struggled hard in her life and she raised me in such a way that I wasn’t lacking any of my needs and desires. But the cruel world out there isn’t always a better place for a single parent to live peacefully. Eventually many of the unknown men began banging our door at dark midnights knowing about “no man in the house”. My mother, fell into a situation where she had to protect herself and me from cruel world, she had to agree for a second marriage with a man. Good right? Haha, nope! That’s where the story began. My cruel life began to take place when my mum and me moved in with this step dad of mine. He almost got us killed because of his cruelty. I realised he wasn’t the hero in our life, but the great threat who was just after my mother’s money. Money never mattered to us. I saw every cruel thing staying with him. He tortured my mum next to my little growing eyes, I saw his lust, his demonic personality, I thought “Yeah, that’s it. That’s all my life holds”. Life was worst with him. He daily beat up my mum and me, especially my mother. I thought I was gonna be an orphan sooner because I still remember the bruises on my mum’s body. But something got changed. I don’t know whether everyone believes in miracles or no but I do because I witnessed that miracle. There came a man, a total stranger. He wasn’t our relative, wasn’t a friend or anything. He just stepped in. He brought the light into our life, he showed that this can be put into an end forever. My step dad tried several times to kill my mum and me but this man, he stepped forward and protected us both. I really don’t know how to put everything to words but I’m alive because of him, if I’m here typing my story, it’s just because of that strange man who stepped into my life. He not only saved us, he helped us solving all problem. He saved our lives! He protected my childhood, he brought light into our life! That’s the nicest thing that anybody could have done to me. He totally cut the connection between us and my ex step dad. Now he’s living with us. He helped us build home. We moved in together and he’s more than my own mother. He does the nicest thing to us each and every day. He protects us, he loves us like a father, he has become whole world to us. This is what some person did the nicest thing in my life. And his help always inspires me to do nice things to others.
Thank you!

When I was growing up people always commented on how beautiful my mom and sis were. I didn’t mind it too much up until high school when my mom told me I should wear makeup and my first love cheated on me with someone who was in my opinion really beautiful. Every time I would see my grandma she would comment how pretty I am. At the time I thought she was blind or just being a grandmother. One day I found pictures of her when she was younger and she was really beautiful. I’m not just saying that because she was my grandmother either. She told me growing up she didn’t believe she was beautiful and everyone was called pretty but her. She said she missed out on a lot in life because she didn’t feel good enough. On that day I realized that all that mattered was what I thought of myself because if I listened to the world I would feel like crap.I thank her because she is the reason why I love myself flaws and all. She recently passes away and I just play memories over and over in my head and I realize now that she did that to make me feel better and she did to me what no one did for her. To me that was something I wont forget about her she always knew what to say when I needed it even when I didn’t know. Not saying being beautiful is the end all and I hope this doesn’t come off shallow but that was something nice someone did for me.

Luaren, you’re totally right about it. What we think about ourselves matters the most than what others think about us. And I’m really sorry about your grandmother. May her soul rest in peace. Stay strong. Of course you’re really a beautiful one, both inside and out 🙂