One day I was coming down stairs from my friend’s house, he used to live on the fourth floor of the building. When I was coming down I saw an old woman with a little boy and she asked me, “Can you help me son?”
I said yes, so I took the boy to the fourth floor and then again I came back down to get the old aunty, to help her to the fourth floor. After this she thanked me, and I said goodbye and left. You know it really feels good to help!
Ateeb, 12, Pakistan