I crossed the street, wiping away a drop of sweat as it dripped slowly down my face. I walked down the side walk that I had walked down countless times before, shifting my ten-pound-too-heavy backpack into a more comfortable position as I did so. I looked up at my car, Through the windshield I saw my mom at the wheel, and then, just behind her, my baby brother in his car seat. As soon as he noticed me, his face lit up. A smile the size of Asia beamed at me, and he began shaking his arms in excitement.
He made my day.
Yes, it's true! Small things always count. (: (true care, truth brings...)
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