Show A Little Kindness Novels & Stories

For a second, I was lost in it, lost in her. I cleared my throat, snapping myself out of whatever the fuck that was. Get a grip, Christian. “This will do,” I murmured. A smile stretched across her lips, bright and genuine as usual. It did something to my chest, something I wasn’t about to analyze. “I guess I’m ready, then.” She said. I pushed to my feet, gripping my phone and my eyes flicked to the test results glowing on the screen. Kindness level: 20%—Your score suggests that you rarely prioritize kindness in your….

Kyomi opened her mouth to respond, then closed it again before staring back at me, her features softening. “I just didn’t want anybody to get hurt on my account.” Her voice was smooth, low, and careful. I brushed a frustrated hand over my face before eyeing her again. I swear I was fucking loosing it. But one thing I had come to learn was that her kindness could surpass that of the blood good Samaritan himself. You’d hurt her and humiliate her in ways way possible, but give her a chance to flip a middle finger at you; she’d fucking cook dinner for you and smile heartily at you.

J: [Are you always this kind to everyone? MK: [Of course not. I'm only kind to those I think are worth it.]

You are perfect just as you are. Buy your friend something kind instead. Take them out for a meal, or better yet, cook them a meal. Shout their coffee. Give or buy them a plant, a massage, or a candle and tell them you love them when you give it to them. Like those little pair of panties that we had to buy after the missing napkins situation.

It was funny how staring death in the face could make things crystal clear. If I could not be the only one in the spotlight, then forget it. Lucas started showing up after work with gifts in tow, cozying up to my parents and quizzing Mom about my favorite meals—stuff the old Lucas would never bother with, thinking it was not manly. He even got me presents—a bracelet and some lady's perfume. I barely gave them a glance. "Don't you like them?" he asked, all careful and concerned. That was new for him.

I simply turned around and walked away. After everything that had happened, I finally understood one thing. In this world, taking one step back did not mean others would take one step back too. Some people only saw your kindness as an opportunity to push you further. The more you tolerated them, the more they dared to take advantage of you. Kindness without boundaries was not a virtue. It was an invitation for people to take advantage of you.

There was no pressure in his voice. No manipulation. Just kindness. Pure kindness. Eva found herself asking, "Why would you do that for someone you've only just met?" Kelvin smiled. "Because once upon a time..." His eyes briefly grew distant. "...someone showed me kindness when I needed it most." "And I've never forgotten it." Eva lowered her gaze. Something about him felt... genuine. After a long silence, she finally nodded. "Just for tonight." His smile brightened. "Just for tonight." ---- An hour later...

"Hello viewers, today, our storey will be about showing kindness to people. Most times the act of kindness makes one appear weak like a sheep, better still a lamb that is defenseless before any danger. Sometimes, people take a kind person to be weak, classless, a beggar, or one who is looking for an undue favor. Most people intend to insult, humiliate and take advantage of a kind heart. And because of these misfortunes that often befall a kind person, people shy away from being kind. Rather resolve to become mean, wicked, and callous in order not to appear weak before people or be taken for granted. These are, however, the negative attitude of negative people toward kind hearts.

Her eyes lift, surprised. “Not in the same way,” I add. “But I learned that staying silent when you can help doesn’t keep you safe. It just teaches you how to become smaller.” She swallows. “I don’t want to be smaller anymore either,” she says. “You don’t have to be,” I reply. “Not today.” That settles something. “He’s waiting a few blocks away,” she adds. “He didn’t want to hover.” A small, careful kindness. She stands, squaring her shoulders like someone testing gravity after a fall. “Thank you,” she says, not as debt, but acknowledgment.

she continued irritated when the man in front of her seemed afraid of herself. Kelvin chuckled softly. "What if I'm going to pay for three months? Because free within six months makes little sense," she said giving advice. Kelvin was silent, trying to think of the most appropriate sentence so that the girl would not reject him. He just wants to do good during his life, like his son's request, who never forgets to remind him to do the slightest kindness. Because we do not know, even the slightest kindness may be considered by others to be very valuable.