I believe

I believe that most people are good. That the world is somewhat of a nice place. I see people run into burning buildings, I see complete strangers save others lives at the drop of a hat. I believe this because I have seen these things happen first hand. While the world has it’s dark moments the light out shines the rest. When I was 15 my brother shot himself. That night our neighbors took us in when the police where getting the body. They stayed up with us all night long and feed us, and in my case clothed us. After that night ended they never stopped helping us, they brought us food and what ever help we needed. That is why I believe that the world is not all bad.