Teen Boy Cleans Old Woman’s Yard All Day, after Which All the Neighbors Gather near Her House – Story of the Day

A teenage boy decided to use his free time to clean up an old woman’s messy yard instead of hanging out with his friends. The following day, the old woman went out of her house for the first time, and her neighbors gathered around her, trying to figure out what happened. Leo and his friends all lived on the same street. They’d meet on the sidewalk daily and walk towards the park, where they’d spend the afternoon playing basketball. During winter, Leo noticed that of all the houses on the block, there was one with a messy, dirty yard that looked unattended. Leo had always been a neat freak,

and passing by the house always made him cringe. One day, after all the snow had melted and the trees were starting to bloom just in time for spring, Leo couldn’t help but stare at his neighbor’s messy yard a little longer. The melted snow showed all the buried leaves, twigs from fall, and other trash. “You guys go ahead,” Leo told his friends while walking to the park. “I really can’t stand seeing this yard dirty,” he said. His friends laughed at him upon hearing this. “Are you serious? Are you going to ditch basketball to clean a yard that isn’t even yours?

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