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Dear Pay It
Forward Movement,
Hi there. I've
got a Pay It Forward story I want to share, although I understand
if it might be a little too violent to post on a website. If you
do, please don't use my full name. I was living in Buffalo, New
York, last year, in a section of town that everyone called the ghetto.
I was 21 years old, and every day I had to walk for half an hour
through the worst streets just to get to work. I usually got stares
for being one of the few white guys you'd see on the street. It
made me really nervous, despite the fact that I'm 6'2 and a weightlifter.
I've always been a pacifist, and haven't been in a fight since 9th
grade. One day, I was heading down Bailey Avenue, and five black
teenagers started following me, yelling insults and laughing at
me. I was trying to ignore them, but they started circling around
me while I walked. I told them to leave me alone, which only got
them more riled up. Finally, one shoved me, and another one grabbed
my backpack. Right as I was about to get a really bad beating, one
of the guys gets clocked in the head with a soup can, and falls
over. We all looked, and an old black man was standing at the back
of his store about twenty feet away, holding another can. The teens
started swearing at him, and he yelled for them to go away, and
that he'd called the police. One of the teens started coming towards
him, and gets the other can right in the face. The other three looked
like they were going to rush him, but he reached behind the door
and pulled out a *big* shotgun. He didn't even have to point it
at them. They ran for it, practically dragging the first teen that
got knocked over with them.
The man came
over and checked to be sure I was okay. His name was George, and
I waited with him until the police arrived to file a report and
give descriptions. In private, George told me that his church, which
was going to be closed for lack of funds, had recently received
an anonymous donation for $5000 that had "pay it forward"
written on the envelope. All the members had decided to do their
own PIF's, and I was really glad to have been one of his.
Thanks for taking
the time to read my letter. I know the movement isn't just one person
or organization, but it's good to know that you keep a place where
people can share stories of hope like this. Take care!
Sincerely,
Geoff
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