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Was surprised because the beggar was a young, good-looking girl. Maybe in her mid-20s. She had on a long colored skirt, dressed kind of like a gypsy. She kind of looked like that Nobel Peace Prize winner Nadia Murad https://media.npr.org/assets/img/20...-0fe8b50a36dcf93f421b6d8f12ce91eef4d92b51.jpg
The first time I saw her was when I was walking into the store and she was leaning on a column by the entrance and said "please can you give me money for food" in a coarse voice. When I saw her face for the first time, I instantly fell in love. While shopping I was just thinking about her and hoping she was still there by the time I came out so I could look at her beautiful face again.
I eventually came out not long after and I saw her again, and this time she looked directly in my eyes and said to please help her. I did what I always do with beggars, just ignore them, but I really wanted to give her money. I wanted to help that poor thing sitting out there in the cold. Yea yea I know there will be some saying to never give money to beggars because (insert reason here) but at the end of the day now I feel like an empty husk of a shell because I'm thinking where has my humanity gone? Here I was looking directly into the eyes of another human being standing out in the cold by themselves asking for money for just a little food, and I just ignored them.
At the same time though, I have to admit to myself that if this beggar wasn't so attractive to me I wouldn't have even gave the whole thing a second thought. I have to admit that part of this sadness I feel is because I feel like I missed out on a romantic opportunity. Isn't that something huh? Could you imagine a woman instantly falling in love with a street beggar man? Yet the opposite happens all the time. Hell even one of the greatest literary works of all time, The Hunchback of Notre-Dame, is about multiple men falling in love with a street gypsy girl.
The first time I saw her was when I was walking into the store and she was leaning on a column by the entrance and said "please can you give me money for food" in a coarse voice. When I saw her face for the first time, I instantly fell in love. While shopping I was just thinking about her and hoping she was still there by the time I came out so I could look at her beautiful face again.
I eventually came out not long after and I saw her again, and this time she looked directly in my eyes and said to please help her. I did what I always do with beggars, just ignore them, but I really wanted to give her money. I wanted to help that poor thing sitting out there in the cold. Yea yea I know there will be some saying to never give money to beggars because (insert reason here) but at the end of the day now I feel like an empty husk of a shell because I'm thinking where has my humanity gone? Here I was looking directly into the eyes of another human being standing out in the cold by themselves asking for money for just a little food, and I just ignored them.
At the same time though, I have to admit to myself that if this beggar wasn't so attractive to me I wouldn't have even gave the whole thing a second thought. I have to admit that part of this sadness I feel is because I feel like I missed out on a romantic opportunity. Isn't that something huh? Could you imagine a woman instantly falling in love with a street beggar man? Yet the opposite happens all the time. Hell even one of the greatest literary works of all time, The Hunchback of Notre-Dame, is about multiple men falling in love with a street gypsy girl.