Have you
ever wondered about the most pleasant activity for our souls? Is there anything that can make us feel wonderful?
Doing good
works that help others or society as a whole and offering whatever you can -when
you are able to support those who need help- is just great and admirable.
Philanthropy
can include donating money to a worthy cause or volunteering time, effort, or
other forms of altruism.
Christmas is
coming very soon and sharing magical moments with your family and friends is a privilege
that many people don’t have.
Let’s make
everyone happy.
Broken
Hearts & Empty Souls
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Excerpt
There was
no reason to fight back tears, she was in desperate need of someone who would
make her feel safe and happy again.
For the
last ten weeks she was strolling around the port since she had no idea what to
do. She had lost everything, she didn’t have a home to stay.
Sarah was
living a hell. A few months ago she thought she had more than she’d ever
dreamed, but life had decided to take her everything.
The
sunlight was her only friend because she had the chance to discover the next
best place to spend the night. Being alone was hard, being alone and homeless
was a tragedy that couldn’t be compared with anything else.
Her long,
curly hairs had lost their glow while their golden color was just a memory of
the past. She had lost weight and her big, blue eyes were swelled showing off
her constant fatigue and despair. Although she was only thirty years old, her
silver hair made her look older than her age.
She was
wearing the same cloths for many days and she really missed having a hot shower
and a bed to rest her body and her soul for a few hours.
She was
hungry, but she didn’t care about food anymore. She was lucky enough to find
support for her physical needs by strangers who wanted to help her with anyway
they could.
Sarah took
a deep breath and moved to the last gate of the port. She had seen a small
cabin where she could stay warm and protect herself from the severe weather
conditions of the winter. It looked like the house of hell since it was covered
by debris and garbage, but at least she could hide herself from the dangerous
and wild homeless men. They were unlucky people like her, but they were
different because they would not hesitate to attack and even do worse things.
She hated being exposed to criminal eyes…
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