Boy Helps Blind Old Lady Get Home, She Rewards Him by Leading to Forest Dugout – Story of the Day

Luke helped a blind old lady who was disoriented on the street, and she led him toward the forest just outside the city until they reached a dugout. She told him something unbelievable about the contents inside, and the boy had to make an important decision.

"Anyway, see you later, Luke!" his friend, Bobby, called out as he crossed the street and went in another direction to his house. He and Luke were walking together after school as they usually did and separated at the same intersection. Typically, Luke would continue on his way to his house, but instead, he stood there pondering his friend's words for a while.

His sister, Cynthia, had a case of cancer, and their family didn't have insurance to pay for necessary surgery and the subsequent treatments. They would have to get into serious debt, and Bobby's sister insisted it was not worth it. (But it was. Her life was worth it, the 15-year-old thought and finally started walking toward his house again.

But his brows furrowed after spotting an older woman standing alone on the street. Her eyes were covered in dark glasses, and she had a walking stick, making Luke realize she had to be blind. The kid was aware that blind people knew how to get around and were mostly independent, but something about her face made him stop.

She was not going to follow him inside, which made Luke even more worried. A strange feeling crept down his spine, as he got his phone out and turned on the flashlight.

"Ma'am, do you need any help?" he asked kindly.

"Oh, yes. Thank you for stopping. I need to get back to my house less than a mile away, but I'm a little disoriented now. I think it's my age," the woman explained. "I had originally paid a delivery man near my house to accompany me, but I gave him the cash and he ran away after walking for a few minutes."

"That's terrible. Ok, I can help you get home if you tell me which direction to go?" the teenager continued, linking the woman's arm with his.

"Thank you, young man. Let's just go up ahead," she pointed her cane and started walking with Luke. "I can pay you for your time, of course."

"No, no way. I'm not taking your money."

The teenager thought this would be quick and just a slight detour away from his house in Fort Collins, Colorado, but soon he realized they were walking away from the suburban areas.

"Ma'am, are you sure this is the right way? If you tell me your address, I'll put it on Google Maps, and we can go faster that way," Luke offered, although they didn't stop walking.

"No, no. I may be blind, young man, but I know where we're going," the old woman stated. "You can call me Mrs. White."

"Ok, then. Let's keep going, Mrs. White," he responded, shrugging inside.

They soon reached the edge of the municipal forest, which obviously was not the right direction to her house. He stopped for a few moments and urged the lady to turn around.

"Ma'am– I mean, Mrs. White, this is clearly not the way. Going into the forest, especially at this time, it's dangerous. Nighttime is only a few hours away," Luke warned, fearful although he tried to hide it.

"Young man, this is the right way. You'll know when we get there," Mrs. White said confidently, almost pulling the 15-year-old so they could go on. She was a little too strong for her age.

Luke was getting increasingly more worried the more they treaded through the forest. "Is your house here? We've walked for miles, Mrs. White. What's going on?" he asked, his tone now desperate, and he thought about unlinking his arm and running away. But leaving the older woman behind seemed awful to him.

"We're here." She ignored his question and used her cane to point toward a certain area. Luke frowned and saw a door covering a dugout in the middle of the forest.

"What's in there?" he wondered as Mrs. White let his arm go and reached into her pockets. Finally, she unearthed a set of keys.

"Here you go, kid. Everything inside is now yours. Do with it what you please," Mrs. White told him. "Consider it a reward."

"What?" the teenager asked again, confused. But the older lady pointed the cane towards the door again, urging him to go in.

"Is this a trap?" Luke asked, taking the keys from her hand and opening the door, which creaked and squeaked as it opened. In his head, he was ready to sprint away from the older woman, but he worried about being ambushed by other people. This is how kids get snatched.

"I'm afraid you'll have to use your phone to see inside," the older woman suggested, still in the same spot. She was not going to follow him inside, which made Luke even more worried. A strange feeling crept down his spine, as he got his phone out and turned on the flashlight.

But his emotions changed entirely when the light beamed at the contents of the secret dugout. The area was filled with gold bars, bags of cash, boxes of precious gems, and even artwork that Luke thought might be insanely expensive.

"Mrs. White, what is this?" he asked, coming out of the dugout and facing the older woman.

"It's everything I've worked for over the years. I don't have any family and thought I would give it to the first person who helped me without asking anything in return. I swear I'm not lying," she answered.

"You can use it to hire help or get a surgery to recover your eyesight," the teenager suggested, still confused about the entire situation.

"I don't want to hire anyone or get surgery. I'm fine not seeing a world that's falling apart and the greed that has taken over everyone," the older lady answered and turned around to walk away.

"Where are you going? You'll get lost," Luke called out, trying to close the door quickly, but the wooden structure was too heavy.

All he heard was an amused laugh and soon enough, Mrs. White was out of his sight. He walked out of the forest alone, using Google Maps to avoid getting lost. He never caught up with the blind old woman and marveled at this situation all the way home.

He barely slept that night but realized that the money could help Bobby's family pay for his sister's treatments. In the morning, he left home early and went back to the dugout, as he thought it might have been a dream.

It was real. The contents were still there, so he grabbed a bag of cash and went to Bobby's house, leaving them the cash with a note claiming it was from an anonymous benefactor.

He pretended to be surprised when Bobby revealed the news later that day. "Is it enough to pay for the entire thing?" he asked.

"I'm not sure, but it will certainly help," his friend answered, and Bobby decided to give them two more bags of cash just to be sure.

Meanwhile, Luke had asked his mother about a blind old woman named Mrs. White, but she had no idea. She asked some neighbors and none of them knew her either. He figured she probably didn't live in their area and had walked all the way there because it was closer to the forest.

However, in his heart, he thought she might have been an angel sent to him so he could do something good with the money. And that's what he did with everything inside the dugout. He never told anyone about it and never used anything for himself because his family was not hurting for money.

Many months later, Bobby's sister was in remission, and Luke visited their house to celebrate. No one else was around when she told him she wanted to thank whoever had sent the money.

"You can thank them by living your life to the fullest, doing good in the world, making a difference. I think that's why we're here," Luke answered, and Cynthia nodded. He was right.

What can we learn from this story?

• Some miracles are very real, and they happen every day when we least expect them. Luke received a huge reward from a mysterious older lady, and he made an important decision.
• Live your life to the fullest, helping as many people as you can and trying to make a difference in someone's world. Luke told Cynthia that the best way to thank the secret benefactor was to experience her second chance at life to the fullest.

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