I was staying in a homeless shelter and I'd just cut my abusive mother out my life. I felt like absolute c**p and decided to sit in McDonalds for a few hours just to kill time. I'm sitting there and this wee girl (maybe about 5) comes up to me and asks me why I look so sad. I don't want to bum this kid out so I just say "I've had a rough few days" she says to me "wait there, I wanna ask my mum something" so she runs back up to me a moment later and hands me a balloon. I'm a bit confused and try to say "thanks but it's your balloon, I don't wanna take that away from you" but she's absolutely certain this balloon will make me happy. so I'm sitting there with this balloon she tied around my bag and invites her mum and sister over to talk to me because she thinks I need company and cheering up. it was actually really sweet. kind of reminded me no matter how s**t my parents were, there's still good parents out there. I gave them my happy meal toy and £1 each. the mum was also super nice. we sat there chatting for a bit.
it doesn't sound like much but I'll always remember that because it was something i needed and just cheered me up. I think I might still have the balloon in a box somewhere.