I was at the hospital this morning (for volunteering), met an old lady who I talked to and ended up talking to for almost two hours. In the end she told me, "You know when I first saw you, I thought you had a smile of an angel. Thank you for talking to me, sweet heart, I have no friends. My family decided to throw a pity party for me when they found out I swallowed half a bottle of sleeping pills."
She burts into tears and I hugged her. When I went back to my car, I cried inside by myself for twenty minutes.
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That was nice of you to do that for an old lady. Honestly I don't think I would have had the patience to listen to that for two hours.2