A girl I like made an origami thing for me and I've kept it on my desk for a long time

>>689
From someone my age? Nothing comes to mind :/

>>692
Age doesn't matter, I mean everybody can be kind to you.

For example I remember being around 8 years old and buying groceries, the supermarket was around 15 minutes away on foot though. So when I was walking home it suddenly started raining quite bad and one bag even broke down, but then an eldery couple came by with their car and drove me home, which I still remember from time to time. Thinking back I'm glad I never got kidnapped haha, but they were pretty old already and it was the only time I hitchhiked.

Or another time, when I was taking classes I was pathetically venting to someone I barely knew from that class about how stupid I felt when others were making fun of me during my presentation. Or that I absolutely don't get what we are getting taught at all.
She told me that she thought that I was quite smart actually and that my self-doubts seem to hold me back. I haven't even talked to her since then, but whenever I'm feeling too stupid I calm down a bit because of what a random classmate once said to me.

>>693
>Thinking back I'm glad I never got kidnapped haha
I was always freaked out about getting kidnapped as a kid.

When I was 17, my family was homeless and I became separated from them. I wasn't surviving well on my own so I decided I should just kill myself. I went to a Walgreen's to buy a Dr. Pepper with the spare change I panhandled over the previous few days, it was the only thing I could think of as a last meal. The lady in front of me in line bought it for me though, and I don't know why, but that small act of kindness gave me enough hope to keep trying my best. It's been almost a decade now and I've really turned my life around, so thanks miss.

I was on a school trip once to a military museum as a kid, and I was looking at army men in the gift shop I couldn't afford. A complete stranger was generous enough to help me buy them. I still feel bad about the way I handled it though. I went to pocket the change and forgot to thank him for what he did until my teacher stepped in. I was too autistic to know to give the change back and either didn't know to thank him or was too shy. He probably thought I was ungrateful.

I don't have any kind memories of my own to share, I lived a pretty terrible life so nothing really comes to me when I think this question. But it was nice reading some of these, they sound nice.

I try to be very kind in any case, just in case some tiny little thing I do means a whole lot to someone I may not even know. That's always good to do.

I miss my dad. He didn't have much of an impact on the world so I'm the only person who remembers him besides my mom.