Kevin had already made his Halloween costume with his mom, helped his dad put up decorations around their house, and dreamed about all the candy he would collect. But there was one house on his street that didn’t have any decorations, and it kept bothering him. He couldn’t understand why someone would skip celebrating, so he figured maybe they needed a little help.
Halloween was just around the corner, and the whole neighborhood was filled with excitement. Every yard seemed to be competing to be the scariest one on the block.
Pumpkins with sharp, grinning faces lined the sidewalks, plastic skeletons swung from trees, and fake spider webs covered front porches.
The air smelled like dry leaves and candy, and eleven-year-old Kevin soaked it all in, his heart racing with excitement.
Halloween was Kevin’s favorite day of the year—a day when you could be whoever you wanted. He loved how everything seemed to change for one magical night.
As he walked down the sidewalk, his eyes moved from one house to another, each one decorated with glowing jack-o’-lanterns or spooky ghosts. Kevin couldn’t help but smile.
Some houses even played creepy sound effects like witches cackling or doors creaking.
But as he went farther down the street, something didn’t look right.
One house stood dark and empty, totally different from the others. No pumpkins, cobwebs, or skeletons. Not even a tiny decoration. Kevin frowned when he realized whose house it was—Mrs. Kimbly’s.
He stopped, staring at her bare front porch. Mrs. Kimbly was an older lady who lived alone and kept to herself. Kevin had helped her before, mowing her lawn in the summer and shoveling snow in the winter. She never said much, just paid him and went back inside.
But today, her undecorated house didn’t fit in with the rest of the cheerful neighborhood.
Why hadn’t Mrs. Kimbly decorated for Halloween? Kevin couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong.
Halloween was about having fun, and it didn’t seem fair for anyone to miss out, especially someone who lived alone like Mrs. Kimbly.
Kevin’s heart felt heavy. Maybe she just needed help. Maybe she couldn’t decorate by herself.
Determined, Kevin ran across the street to her house. The leaves crunched under his feet as he climbed her porch steps.
He paused for a moment, then knocked. The sound echoed, and Kevin felt nervous. Finally, the door creaked open.
Mrs. Kimbly stood there, frowning, her eyes squinting behind her glasses.
“What do you want, Kevin?” she asked in a low, sharp voice.
Kevin swallowed. “Hi, Mrs. Kimbly. I noticed your house isn’t decorated for Halloween, and I thought maybe you forgot. I could help you put some decorations up if you’d like.”
Mrs. Kimbly squinted even more. “I didn’t forget,” she snapped. “I don’t need decorations, and I don’t need help. Now, go away.” She started to close the door.
“I could do it for free!” Kevin quickly added. “You wouldn’t even have to do anything.”
Mrs. Kimbly scowled. “No!” she shouted and slammed the door.
Kevin couldn’t believe it. How could someone hate Halloween so much?
If her house stayed undecorated, other kids might prank her with toilet paper or worse. Kevin sighed and started walking away, but a plan formed in his mind.
At home, Kevin found his mom in the kitchen, cooking. The smell of soup filled the air, but Kevin could only think about Mrs. Kimbly’s undecorated house.
“Mom, something weird happened,” Kevin said, sitting at the table. His mom turned, wiping her hands on a towel.
“What is it?” she asked.
Kevin told her about Mrs. Kimbly’s house and how she had slammed the door when he offered to help.
But when he said Mrs. Kimbly’s name, his mom’s face softened.
“Maybe it’s best to leave her alone,” his mom said gently. “She might be going through something we don’t understand.”
Kevin frowned. “But, Mom, she’s not mad, she’s just sad. Halloween should be fun. She shouldn’t feel left out.”
His mom smiled but looked concerned. “You have a kind heart, Kevin. Just be careful. Sometimes people aren’t ready for help.”
Those words stuck with Kevin, but he couldn’t stop thinking about Mrs. Kimbly.
With determination, he gathered all the Halloween decorations he could find—lights, spiders, toys, and even his favorite pumpkin—and loaded them into a wagon.
He hurried back to Mrs. Kimbly’s house and began decorating. As he worked, the house slowly transformed, but just as he finished, the door creaked open.
Mrs. Kimbly stormed out, looking furious.
“I told you not to decorate my house!” she shouted.
Kevin froze, his heart racing. “I just wanted to help,” he whispered. “It’s Halloween…”
Before he could finish, Mrs. Kimbly grabbed the pumpkin he had carved and smashed it on the ground.
Kevin watched in shock as his pumpkin shattered into pieces. His heart sank.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered, then turned and ran home.
That evening, Kevin put on his vampire costume, but he couldn’t enjoy Halloween.
As he trick-or-treated with friends, his mind kept drifting back to Mrs. Kimbly’s dark house.
He worried the other kids might prank her, so Kevin decided to go back.
When he got to her house, he sat on her porch, handing out his own candy to the kids who came by.
“Mrs. Kimbly’s not home,” he told them, trying to keep her house safe.
After a while, as Kevin sat alone, the door behind him opened. Mrs. Kimbly stepped out, her face no longer angry.
“What are you doing here, Kevin?” she asked quietly.
“I didn’t want anyone to mess with your house,” Kevin said. “I just wanted to help.”
Mrs. Kimbly sighed and sat beside him. She was quiet for a moment, watching the kids on the street.
“I’m sorry for earlier,” she finally said. “I wasn’t mad at you. Halloween just reminds me of how alone I am.”
Kevin felt sad. “You don’t have to be alone,” he said. “You can still join in.”
Mrs. Kimbly smiled softly, her eyes teary. “Thank you for what you did today. And I’m sorry about your pumpkin.”
Kevin smiled. “It’s okay. I’ll bring another one, and we can carve it together.”
For the first time in years, Mrs. Kimbly felt the warmth of Halloween again, thanks to one kind boy.
Days before she died, a courageous young girl was brought down the aisle by her father to marry her school sweetheart
If you ask any parent in the world, they’ll probably tell you that they would do anything for their child. Our lives transform in the most profound ways the day we become parents. We acknowledge that we will take care of, treasure, and worry about the new life we have brought into the world for the remainder of our days here on Earth.
However, regrettably, there are some things that parents are powerless to stop. Each year, far too many children suffer from circumstances and illnesses that are completely beyond their control. Accidents and disease are as much a part of human life as happiness and celebration.
The day Alina and Aaron Edwards found out that their nine-year-old daughter, Emma, had been diagnosed with acute lymphoblastic leukaemia, altered their entire world. They were dealt a heartbreaking blow when physicians informed them after a few months that there was nothing more they could do to save Emma’s life, despite their obvious anguish and desperation to hold onto the hope that she could overcome cancer.
With the limited time they had left, Emma’s anguished parents resolved to do everything in their power to grant their daughter’s desires. Of course, it goes without saying that the great majority of kids would relish the opportunity to meet a famous hero in such a situation, maybe go to Disneyland or watch their idol compete on the pitch.
Emma, however, had completely different wishes. She requested permission to wed DJ, her ten-year-old boyfriend. After Sunday, I will have so much more to say and so many people to thank, but for now, my brain is simply not working properly, and I
Emma’s campaign quickly gained a lot of support from her neighbourhood. The group of supporters and volunteers took on the moniker “Emma’s Army” and decided to fulfil this young girl’s aspirations before it was too late. Emma’s family eventually received assistance in raising money from the Make-A-Wish Foundation. “Most kids want to go to Disneyland, but Emma wanted to get married, be a wife, and have three kids,” Emma’s mother Alina clarified.
Reports state that Emma and DJ had attempted to get married before their “wedding.” When they were eight years old, the two kids attempted to tie the knot in school, choosing their own groomsmen and bridesmaids from among their peers. Sadly for Emma and DJ, though, their teacher would not allow the wedding to take place, no matter how informal.
But this time, their second attempt at marriage had the support of many wonderful people who wanted Emma to have the day of her dreams, as well as the approval of their parents. In less than two days, we put it together, and everything was donated in the end. It came together so beautifully and was so wonderful, Alina disclosed.
When the big day finally arrived, it was recorded on tape featuring interviews with a few guests, including the DJ and the groom. She struck me as the most gorgeous person I have ever laid eyes on. I’ve adored her ever since,” DJ remarked. Alina, on the other hand, was gushing about her daughter’s charming young partner. She sent a tearful message on Facebook that said
Since third grade, DJ has been Emma’s “Boo bear.” I promise that watching these two adorable together will make your heart melt. Her heart leaps when DJ helps and shields her. She adores him. I also know that he adores her! He has supported her through all of her highs and lows, never letting her smile. DJ and his family will always remain connected.
Emma’s big day finally arrived on June 29 when she arrived at the location pushed by her parents in a wheelchair. For the event, she dressed elegantly in purple, and she grinned as her father led her down the aisle. After exchanging vows and rings, Emma and DJ finished the ceremony with a kiss from DJ to his bride.
Emma went back to her bed to recuperate after the wedding, but everyone could see how happy she was to have experienced her special day. After her battle, young Emma passed away a few weeks later on July 11, 2023.
Emma’s obituary stated: “On July 11, 2023, Emma Brooks Edwards passed away and was embraced by her closest loved ones as she entered paradise in the tender arms of her great-grandma Frannie Annie. Emma, then ten years old, fought leukaemia, dubbed “The imposter,” for sixteen months.
The Edwards family was completed with the birth of Emma, our little unicorn, on April 22, 2013, to devoted parents and three elder siblings. She cherished DIY projects, clever jokes, her loved ones, Jesus, and her brand-new “husband,” DJ. To everyone she encountered and to those who loved her, Emma was an inspiration. She was the most wonderful friend, cousin, aunt, “wife,” haha, sister, grandchild, and cousin. Her legacy is one of humour, fortitude, and unending love for everyone.
Emma, rest in peace. A young girl of such beauty, taken far too soon. Please join us in extending our condol
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