In 2014, and the year I was fourteen years old, coincidentally, I went on a long trip out of the country. I visited four countries if I remember. It was England, Netherlands, France, and India. Some of this trip was for tourism purposes and some of it was just for meeting family and having a great time. So the first place I went to was London, England. I remember arriving into London Heathrow Airport and having such a great feeling of excitement. It’s been such a long time since I visited London and now I’m here to see the city again. I arrive at the airport, go through security and customs, and all that boring nonsense that any fourteen years old would care less about. My parents called for a cab and I was on my way to see my grandparents. The cab ride was long, but seeing the city was great. I saw all these pale white buildings, these billboards of ad’s I’ve
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This day was very long, exhausting, and tiring, but I did see a lot, though. We decided to finish up by going and eating some take out Chinese food from a fast food restaurant called, “Wasabi”. The guys there already upsized our order since it was the end of the day and they didn’t give a crap since the food was going to be thrown out anyways. This takeout box was really big and I honestly couldn’t finish it all and I didn’t in the long run. My dad didn’t really care what I did with it, but he couldn’t finish it either, so I had the option of just throwing it out. But then I remembered, there as this man that I walked past every day for the past few days who was on the side of the road. I’m pretty sure he was homeless, since he always was in the same spot all the time, with the same dog, and the same cotton blankets wrapped around him. So I chose to go and give it to him because I felt that it would be better for him than for the trash. I even remember what I
This day was very long, exhausting, and tiring, but I did see a lot, though. We decided to finish up by going and eating some take out Chinese food from a fast food restaurant called, “Wasabi”. The guys there already upsized our order since it was the end of the day and they didn’t give a crap since the food was going to be thrown out anyways. This takeout box was really big and I honestly couldn’t finish it all and I didn’t in the long run. My dad didn’t really care what I did with it, but he couldn’t finish it either, so I had the option of just throwing it out. But then I remembered, there as this man that I walked past every day for the past few days who was on the side of the road. I’m pretty sure he was homeless, since he always was in the same spot all the time, with the same dog, and the same cotton blankets wrapped around him. So I chose to go and give it to him because I felt that it would be better for him than for the trash. I even remember what I