Re: Pillow And Blanket

[Guest guest]

Dear ,

Thank you for that sweet story and making me smile, you are

truly an amazing soul!! Blessings!! LUNA

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> Pillow And a Blanket, A

> by: Author Unknown, Source Unknown

>

>

>

> A long time ago, a young, wealthy girl was getting ready for bed.

She

> was saying her prayers when she heard a muffled crying coming

through

> her window. A little frightned, she went over to the window and

> leaned out. Another girl, who seemed to be about her age and

homeless

> was standing in the alley by the rich girls house. Her heart went

out

> to the homeless girl, for it was the dead of winter, and the girl

had

> no blanket, only old newspapers someone had thrown out.

>

> The rich girl was suddenly struck with a brilliant idea. She called

> to the other girl and said, " You there, come to my front door,

> please. "

>

> The homeless girl was so startled she could only manage to nod.

>

> As quick as her legs could take her, the young girl ran down the

hall

> to her mothers closet, and picked out an old quilt and a beat up

> pillow. She had to walk slower down to the front door as to not

trip

> over the quilt which was hanging down, but she made it eventually.

> Dropping both the articles, she opened the door. Standing there was

> the homeless girl, looking quite scared. The rich girl smiled

warmly

> and handed both articles to the other girl. Her smile grew wider as

> she watched the true amazement and happiness alight upon the other

> girl's face. She went to bed incredibly satisfied.

>

> In mid-morning the next day a knock came to the door. The rich girl

> flew to the door hoping that it was the other little girl there.

She

> opened the large door and looked outside. It was the other little

> girl. Her face looked happy, and she smiled. " I suppose you want

> these back. "

>

> The rich little girl opened her mouth to say that she could keep

them

> when another idea popped into her head. " No, I want them back. "

>

> The homeless girl's face fell. This was obviously not the answer

she

> had hoped for. She reluctantly laid down the beat up things, and

> turned to leave when the rich girl yelled, " Wait! Stay right

there. "

> She turned in time to see the rich girl running up the stairs and

> down a long corridor. Deciding whatever the rich little girl was

> doing wasn't worth waiting for she started to turn around and walk

> away. As her foot hti the first step, she felt someone tap her on

the

> shoulder, turning she saw the rich little girl, thrusting a new

> blanket and pillow at her. " Have these. " she said quietly.

>

> These were her own personal belonging made of silk and down

feathers.

>

> As the two grew older they didn't see each other much, but they

were

> never far from each other's minds. One day, the Rich girl, who was

> now a Rich woman got a telephone call from someone. A lawyer,

saying

> that she was requested to see him. When she arrived at the office,

he

> told her what had happened. Forty years ago, when she was nine

years

> old, she had helped a little girl in need. That grew into a middle-

> class woman with a husband and two children. She had recently died

> and left something for her in her will. " Though, " the lawyer

> said, " it's the most peculiar thing. She left you a pillow and a

> blanket. "

>