Carly had her whole life ahead of her, but prom seemed the most important thing. Despite their financial difficulties, her mother and grandmother had saved some money for her dream dress. However, a bus ride forced her to choose between her own happiness and helping others.
Carly, a sixteen-year-old girl, lived with her mother, Dina, and her grandmother, Holly, in a small, cozy apartment.
Life had never been particularly easy for the family. Money was always tight, and they often had to make sacrifices to get by.
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But despite their financial difficulties, the three shared a deep bond that made the difficult times a little more bearable.
They had love, and to Carly that love meant everything.
Today, however, was different. Carly felt the air buzz with excitement.
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Prom was just around the corner, and although she hadn’t talked much about it, she had secretly dreamed of wearing a pretty dress to feel like she was a part of it.
Everyone at school talked about her outrageous outfits and extravagant plans, and Carly had tried to hide her disappointment, knowing her family couldn’t afford anything like that.
But something special happened this morning. Dina and Holly called Carly into the kitchen, where they were both smiling warmly.
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The smell of freshly brewed coffee filled the room, and sunlight streamed through the window, giving the moment a welcoming glow. Dina motioned for Carly to sit, her eyes sparkling.
“We know how important your prom is to you,” Dina began softly, her voice full of affection.
“We’ve been saving up, and even though it’s not much, we want you to have something special.”
Carly blinked in surprise when her grandmother slid an envelope across the table to her. Curious, she opened it and saw several bills inside.
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A lump formed in her throat. It wasn’t a fortune, but it was more than enough to buy a beautiful dress.
Her eyes filled with tears of gratitude as she looked at the two women who had done everything they could to make her feel special.
“Thank you, Mom. Thank you, Grandma,” Carly whispered, her voice filled with emotion. “I can’t believe you did this for me.”
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Holly reached out and gently squeezed Carly’s hand.
“You deserve it, darling,” he said with a loving smile.
“Now go find the dress that makes you feel like the princess you are.”
Filled with joy and excitement, Carly quickly got ready and headed out to catch the bus that would take her to the local dress shop.
She clutched the money tightly in her hand, feeling like the luckiest girl in the world.
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She had no idea what was about to happen, but for the moment she felt happy and hopeful, imagining the perfect dress that would make her prom night unforgettable.
As the bus rattled over the familiar bumpy roads, Carly sat near the front, clutching the envelope of money her mother and grandmother had given her.
Her heart fluttered with excitement at the thought of choosing something beautiful, something that would make her feel like a princess just for one night. She smiled inwardly, imagining the sparkling gowns waiting for her in the store.
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But then, a movement at the back of the bus caught his attention. A man, dressed in shabby clothes and looking rather nervous, was sitting hunched in his seat.
He kept looking around, as if worried that someone might notice him.
Carly frowned slightly, puzzled by his behavior, but she quickly returned to daydreaming about the perfect dress. Maybe something with lace, or maybe satin?
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Suddenly, the bus stopped, pulling Carly from her thoughts. Two bus station workers boarded, walking down the aisle, checking everyone’s tickets.
Carly calmly rummaged in her pocket and took out her ticket when it was her turn. The clerk gave it a quick once-over and continued on his way. Everything seemed normal until they reached the man in the back.
The man froze, his hands shaking as the worker asked for his ticket. “I… don’t have it,” he stammered, his voice trembling.
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“I left my wallet at home.”
The workers exchanged annoyed glances.
“Without a ticket, you’ll get a fine,” one of them said sternly.
“You’ll have to pay or we’ll have to call the authorities.”
Panic flooded the man’s face. “Please, I beg you,” he said, his voice even more shaky.
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“I’m trying to get to my daughter. She’s sick, and I have to take her to the hospital. I… I forgot my wallet in my rush. Please, I need to get to her.”
The bus workers didn’t seem convinced. One of them shook his head.
“We’ve heard every excuse possible. If you can’t pay the fine, you’ll have to explain yourself to the police.”
Carly, who had been watching the scene, felt a sudden tug at her heart. The man’s desperation was palpable, and she could see the fear in his eyes.
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Something about his story touched her: she couldn’t imagine what it would be like to be so helpless in a situation like that, especially with a sick child waiting for him.
Carly hesitated for a moment before standing. Her legs were wobbly as she made her way to the back of the bus.
“Is it true?” she asked softly, turning to the man. “Is your daughter really sick?”
The man looked at her, his eyes wide and filled with tears. “Yes, she is,” he whispered.
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“I just need to get to her. Please, I wouldn’t lie about this.”
Carly’s mind raced as she looked at the envelope of money she was still clutching tightly in her hand.
But she couldn’t shake the feeling that there were more important things than a pretty dress.
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Without thinking twice, he took a deep breath and handed the money to the bus workers.
“I’ll pay your fine,” he said softly, feeling a strange mix of sadness and determination.
“Your daughter’s health is more important than anything else.”
The man, whose name she later learned was Rick, looked at her in disbelief.
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“No… I can’t believe you did that,” he said, his voice full of gratitude.
“You saved me. Thank you.”
Carly smiled weakly. “It’s okay. I hope he gets better soon.”
Rick asked her about her school and when her prom was.
After exchanging a few words of thanks, the man hurried off the bus, running to his daughter’s side. Carly watched him go, her heart sinking.
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She had given up money for her dream dress, but deep down she hoped she had made the right decision.
As the bus pulled away, Carly sat back down, unsure of what the rest of the day would hold, but feeling a small glimmer of hope that she had helped someone in need.
Carly returned home with her heart heavy with a mixture of emotions. The excitement she’d felt earlier had been replaced by sadness and uncertainty.
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However, as he reached the door, he couldn’t help but feel a little afraid.
When she walked in, her mother, Dina, and grandmother, Holly, were waiting for her with eager faces to see the dress they had sacrificed so much to buy for her.
Dina’s smile quickly faded when she saw Carly empty-handed.
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“Carly, what happened?” Dina asked, concern in her voice. “Where is the dress?”
Carly hesitated, then explained everything: that the man on the bus needed money to help his sick daughter, and that she had used the money from the dress to pay the fine.
As she spoke, Dina’s face turned red with frustration.
“You gave all your money to a stranger?” Dina exclaimed, raising her voice. “How could you have been so naive, Carly? That man could have lied to you! What if he cheated on you?”
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Carly’s chest tightened. She hadn’t considered that she might have been cheated on. Tears filled her eyes as she realized the weight of her decision.
Holly, sensing her granddaughter’s distress, stepped forward and wrapped her in a comforting hug.
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“It’s okay, honey,” Holly said gently. “You did what you thought was right. Helping someone in need is never wrong. Remember, good things will come back to you.”
But Dina, still angry, added, “That was all the money we had for your prom! What are you going to do now?”
Carly wiped away her tears, unsure of what to say. Although her heart was in turmoil, she knew she had acted kindly, even if it came at a cost.
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The night of the dance arrived, and Carly stood at the school gates, feeling a nervous knot in her stomach. She had chosen a plain, old dress, one she had worn many times before.
The faded fabric didn’t shine or sparkle like the other girls’ dresses, and as she approached the entrance, she couldn’t help but feel out of place.
He looked around and saw groups of girls, all dressed in beautiful, expensive outfits.
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Their laughter floated in the air as they twirled in their dresses, showing off the designer outfits they had chosen.
Carly’s heart sank as she heard murmurs and giggles directed at her. She tugged at the hem of her dress, feeling even smaller and more embarrassed.
Too shy to go in with the others, Carly sat near the entrance, her hands folded in her lap. She felt the weight of the night pressing down on her, and for a moment, she regretted coming.
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Then he felt a soft tap on his shoulder.
Startled, Carly looked up and saw Rick, the man from the bus, standing with a radiant smile. A little girl was holding his hand beside him.
“Carly, this is my daughter, Haley,” Rick said warmly. “She’s all right now.”
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Haley smiled at Carly and handed her a gift-wrapped package. Carly hesitated, her hands shaking slightly as she took it.
Rick nodded at her, and she carefully unwrapped it to find a stunning prom dress inside. Her breath caught in her throat and tears filled her eyes.
“I don’t know what to say,” Carly whispered, overwhelmed.
Rick smiled. “You’ve said enough by helping me when no one else would. Now it’s time for you to enjoy your evening.”
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Carly’s heart swelled with gratitude. She quickly put on her dress and, with a newfound sense of confidence, walked into her prom feeling like the princess she’d always dreamed of being.
The night was magical and Carly smiled, knowing that sometimes kindness returns when you least expect it.
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