24 People Finally Reveal Their Good Deeds They Have Been Keeping In Secret

At the beginning of the pandemic, I was volunteering at a local pizza shop to distribute slices to kids who otherwise couldn't get fed because the schools were shutdown.

There was a woman with 3 kids that came by every few days to get slices. Turns out the father had died unexpectedly right before the pandemic started and they lost their house because of the slumlord they were renting from. The mother lost her job because she had no one to watch the kids. They were living in their minivan and things were bad for them.

They were so nice and grateful, but ashamed when they'd come by to get slices that I genuinely felt for them.

I had lost my job and got a pretty decent windfall of 2 months worth of unemployment and the CARES Act at once. My landlord had a few properties open and is a close friend, so I got in touch with him and we worked out me paying their security deposit and the first 2 months of rent and he'd cover their utilities.

I gave her his number and said he might be able to help and they moved in the next day. They've been there ever since and are doing extremely well now.

I was getting some breakfast one time after a late night out. I was sitting in the restaurant waiting for my food and this younger boy comes in - probably 13-14 or so and orders some food. By the way he was dressed and how he looked you could tell he was definitely living in rough times.

He ordered and when they told him the total he pulled some wadded up $1 bills from his pocket and some change - he ended up like 4-5$ short.

He had this defeated look on his face and apologized and turned to walk out. I stopped him, asked the cashier to re-ring up his order, added a large drink and an extra burrito to it, and paid for the whole thing. He tried to give me the money he had and when I refused he just stood there and slowly tears came over his eyes. I told him to stay strong and not give up because things will get better.

I walked out and barely made it to my car before I broke down too. I used to be that kid.

I am an atheist, wildly so. No one in my family knows, for safety reasons. But they have been pestering me to go to church services more and to study the Bible more.

Last Christmas, I was forcefully taken to a church service after which they took me to a local orphanage. The kids at the orphanage gave a performance of Christmas songs. Then they took us to their newly furnished dining area, with new tables and chairs and linoleum, where we were served a Christmas tea.

My family made it a point to lecture me in front of the entire group about how these kids have nothing but still find the faith to praise God and whatnot. They said that I should be more grateful to God for what I have.

The priest who runs the orphanage looked at me very uncomfortably and I could see that he was feeling a bit ashamed. I didn't blame him though.

You see, what my family didn't know, and what only the priest knows, is that I was the one who paid for that entire dining area. I paid for the chairs and the tables and the linoleum. I also paid for a few more bedrooms.

I didn't need to publicize it. Reddit is anonymous so no worries about letting people know here.

I don't believe in God anymore. But I still would like to see a world where every child has what they need to be a child.

I'm a police officer in a European country.

One day me and my partner had a call to check on an elderly couple that hadn't been seen for days. We arrive at their house, knock and a little old lady with a big smile opens the door. We ask if we can step inside, she says yes. We ask about her husband, she tells us he's slightly sick and bedridden. We go to the bedroom. The poor man was a living corpse. Malnourished, filthy, weak.. We call an ambulance and start talking to the lady. She tells us she was making lunch. Rotten cheese and a bit of moldy bread. It broke my heart. The ambulance arrived and took the old man to the hospital. We told the old lady we would return. No words were needed between me and my partner. We called our central, told them we would be busy for 30 minutes. We went to the local shopping and spent 1/10 of our monthly wage in food, personal hygiene products and even light bulbs. We returned to the old lady and gave her the huge basket. She started crying and hugged us. We stored the food, placed the new light bulbs where needed and then left. We never told anyone at work about this, and only my closest family knows I do those random acts.

I also know my partner accompanies an old widower to his monthly medical appointments.

We can't change the world, but small gestures like these make the difference.

When I was in high school, there was a girl that never talked to anyone, was all alone, and I never once saw her speak for long periods of time, unless it was for projects or something, but that really isn’t the main thing. The first time we had the Valentines Day party, I noticed she seemed really down, because (I think) all the other girls where getting flowers and such from the boys (you could buy flowers and other stuff for someone if you wanted), so I kind of felt bad. I decided to buy her a flower, but anonymously. When she recueved the flower, she seemed...confused, but at least she smiled. The next year, same thing happend, every girl with flowers except for her, so I did the same, this time she once more seemed surprised, but not bad surprised, happy surprised. Next year I did the same, but this time I gave her a whole bouquet of flowers, she seemed overflowing with joy. People asked her who gave her those, and she said she didn’t know, but was happy. Maybe not the most interesting story here, but putting a smile on someone really made me feel happy.

I lost my mom earlier this year and am still working through the grief. The first week a came back my coworkers had gave me a check for several hundred dollars as a kind gesture. I was truly overwhelmed by the generosity.

The following week I came into the break room to find one of the techs with a lost look on her face. She had just gotten a phone call that her brother had been murdered the night before. She had moved to our city just a year prior and didn’t have any family close by. As I held her and listened to her cry, I booked her a flight home. It was several hundred dollars as she is from a small town and the flight was for later that day. I told her to go be with family and let me know when she was ready to come back. I had no doubt that is exactly what my mom would have wanted me to do.

Whenever I see cashier having a tough day, I always look at the candy selection, if there is one, and look stumped as to what to get. I ask them "I can't decide. What's your favorite?" I buy whatever they say, then hand it to them after the sale and tell them they're doing a great job and to have a great day. It perks them up every single time.

It's my little thing.

I was extremely stressed and took a mental health day, planning on going to mom's and crying myself to sleep. We ended up going to the mall, and even though money was really tight for her, she wanted to buy me lunch (we split the bill). She realized that she lost a newer $50 bill while walking around. She was devastated.

I traded my smaller bills to a cashier for a newer $50, folded it like she would, and tossed it under the seat of her car. The next day she called me, almost crying because she was excited to find it and said that without it, groceries would've been pretty tight that week.

Taking me out that day prevented me from having a full breakdown. I think $50 was a small price to pay for what she did for me that day.

Waiting to see my doctor. I see an elderly man with a walker talking to a driver service for seniors/handicap peple about gettign him a ride home. Apparently there was a mix up and they couldn't get a driver there. My doctor called me in and when I came out, the elderly man was still there talking to the driver service. I told the guy if he trusts me I'll take him home. He responded "but I haven't seen the doctor yet" I told him I'll wait. Dude looked like he was going to cry.

He was actually a really nice man and it was a plesant ride.

Back when quarantine and stuff first started, I was headed back from the store and came across a broken down car. He had almost made it into the CVS parking lot, but the car gave out just outside of it. I pulled into the parking lot and asked if he wanted a push out of the road, he did. I pushed the car, and got it half way up the little incline going into the parking lot, but couldn't get it any further by myself (he had a bad leg and couldnt help...plus he needed to be behind the wheel), but it was out of the street. I asked him what happened, and he told me he had run out of gas. Asked if he had a gas can, and he pulled out a small gas can, I offered to run it down to the gas station and bring it back. On the way back from gilling it up, I began to think to myself that this little bit of gas wouldn't get him very far, and as I had just gotten paid and had just pulled some cash from the bank, figured he could use a little help.

When I got to the guy, I gave him the gas can as well as $40 and I told him, "I'm not sure how far you need to go, but that little bit of gas isnt gonna get you very far, I hope this helps you out some". He just looked at the money and back at me, like I'd given him the keys to a new house or something. He started telling me, "I get paid tomorrow, I can give you my address and I will pay you back" but I insisted I didnt want anything in return. He looked like he was on the verge of tears. He explained how he had just gotten out of jail a few months before and was trying really hard to stay on the right path, working an honest job and everything, but that it was hard. He told me he would take my kindness as a sign that he was on the right path and thanked me several times. Had I known how much it meant to him, I would've given him more. I hope hes doing well

My fiancé lost the ring I made her and she was super distraught about it. I hand crafted our rings myself, (I metal work) they are interlocking one of a kind designed and made entirely by me. So she lost it and we couldn’t find it. She was so sad since she loved it, I worked from home during the pandemic so every time she went to work I started to make a new ring. And in about 4-5 days I said I found it and handed her the one I made brand new. She still doesn’t know. I’d like to keep it that way as well. I don’t need her feeling terrible.

There's a semi-secluded bus stop beside a store I used to work at, and a homeless guy started sleeping there on the bench halfway between the stop and the parking lot one winter.

One day I got to work 15 mins early and saw him sleeping, wearing just a flannel and jeans. So I ram into the store, bought a blanket, and covered him up with it.

He didn't wake up so he didn't know it was me. Every time I saw him sitting on the bench he had the blanket wrapped around him.

Used to shovel this ladies walk way and car. It took me only like ten minutes and she would always give me a huge wave from the window. I was dating this girl and she slept over and was like why are you doing that it's not your responsibility with lots of attitude. I was so repulsed by that I broke up with her

A lady was fleeing an abusive marriage without much more than her kids and the clothes on her back. Word went out within a whisper network requesting a few essentials she needed.

Packed up several things from the request list and also one thing that wasn't requested. I make jewelry as a hobby. Put a pair of handmade earrings into a gift bag: silver and pearls. Added a handwritten note that every woman deserves something beautiful and sending good wishes her way.

I was in my art class in high school and there was a girl who I didn't really know a few grades younger. I could tell she didn't have many friends but was really sweet. She was talking to me one day and told me her birthday was soon and that she was so excited. I decided to send her those balloons and whatnot you can get through the student store on her birthday, though she didn't know me very well so I didn't sign my name. It just so happened that the student store worker brought them in during our art class and I got to see her reaction. She lit up and kept telling us it had to have been her mom or her best friend who did it, and how she couldn't believe that someone got her something and she wouldn't stop smiling the whole rest of class. I never told her it was me, I was just happy she felt special. That was a pretty good day.

I went to the web site: onesimplewish.org which specializes in providing foster kids with things they wouldn't ordinarily get. An 11 year old was asking for a bike for his birthday, but his foster family couldn't afford to buy him one. For less than $200 I paid for the kid's new bike.

If im walking a trail and i see a tree or sapling is damaged i do my best ro either mend its injury or remove the broken part to let the tree grow unincumbered. Its rewarding to come back after a year or two to see the sapling you helped take good roots and refuse to wither

only my mom, boyfriend ,& i think a close friend know about this. when my grandma was dying, the whole family rushed to her side. my aunts and uncles live scattered around the country, so it took a few days to get everyone here. about a week goes by, and my grandma is still holding on. some family have to leave and go home for work.

around two weeks, one evening i asked to have a moment alone with my grandma, who was sleeping. my grandfather passed away when i was 2, so it had been quite a long time without him for her. we all knew she missed him more than anything, and we knew he was there with us. i sat down next to her bed, held her hand, and told her that it was okay to go. that everyone was going to be okay, and that we all love her and were going to miss her. i thanked her for being the best grandma in the entire world, and for always caring about me more than i felt anyone else did. it was one of the hardest things i’ve ever had to do, but i knew it was time, and i didn’t want her to suffer anymore.

i woke up the next morning, and my mom told me that my grandma had passed away shortly after midnight that same night. i’m not sure if it was because of what i told her, or it just happened. but sometimes i like to think i was the one who gave her final peace of mind, maybe she needed to hear it from me. i’m the youngest cousin/grandchild, so i always had a special bond with her. she was/is the greatest woman i’ve ever known, and i’m so grateful i had that last moment with her.

My mum had saved forever to buy herself her dream dining table and chairs. They were super expensive but she had a picture on the fridge, saved for a year and knew she’d have them forever.

I visited one day when she wasn’t home (my parents have no issue with us coming over without them there) and noticed the dogs had gotten in and absolutely destroyed one - they were still untrained puppies and had ripped off all the material, buttons, etc.. I popped it in my car, threw it out, found a place an hour away with the same chair and bought it ($300 chair so wasn’t cheap!).

She doesn’t know because she would’ve A) been shattered but found a way to fix it as best as possible, which honestly would’ve been impossible. And B) refused for me to replace something at that cost.

I’m just glad it was me who saw it first. She’s happy and always comments on how nice her table is and how she will have it forever, lol!

Once I was delivering a huge order of pizzas from pizza express and the customer wouldn't answer the door so the restaurant said I could keep the pizza, too much for me so I drove around town and handed most of them out to the homeless