He Stole From The Poor Kid 😡 #3danimation #animationart #digitalart #hisytstory #creativecontent animationtrends creatorsearchinsig hts

I was in my kitchen making steak when my doorbell rang, and when I opened it, a small boy was standing there with torn clothes, a sunken face, and his ribs showing through his shirt. Can I please clean your windows for one dollar, sir? I haven't eaten in four days, and I just want to buy something. My heart shattered, so I told him to wait there, and went back to my kitchen. I came back out with a plate of steak and potatoes. Eat up. The boy covered his mouth. Tears filling his eyes. Thank you, sir. I'm Ben, by the way. I told him no problem, Ben. Enjoy. But Wright as Ben lifted his fork, the neighborhood fat kid Colby came running. He snatched the plate off Ben, pushing him to the ground, and ate the whole thing. Steak juice dribbled down Colby's chin, and he burped in Ben's face, waddling away. That fatty had moved so fast I barely had time to react. I helped Ben up, but he was already backing away. It's okay, sir. Maybe the dumpster will have something today. He started walking away, but I told him no wait here. I walked back in and put the rest of the steak and potatoes on the plate with extra seasoning because I wasn't letting this boy go hungry. I walked out, and Ben was thankfully still there. But so was Colby. Colby was sitting on my wall, munching Doritos, and his nose lifted as soon as he smelled the extra seasoning. He dropped the Doritos, and literally started floating through the air towards us, grinning with the intention of stealing Ben's food. But this time I was ready. I held it over my head as Colby started reaching for it. I told him, "This is the last food I have. You really want to take it from this starving boy." Colby looked at Ben, saw his ribs showing, then grinned. Hell yeah, I do. I need it more than that twig anyway. He was out of breath from just talking. I smiled. Okay, Colby, you can have the plate. Ben's face dropped and Colby lit up. But then I stopped him. But you need to run one lap around the block first. I'll keep it hot for you. Colby grinned and immediately took off running, yelling about the steak he would have. Ben started crying and turned to leave. But then I pressed the plate into his hands. Eat up, buddy. His eyes lit up. Oh my god, thank you, sir. But what about fatty? Won't he try steal it? I said nothing and pointed down the block where Colby had already dropped, panting and holding his stomach. I can't run anymore. I ate too much. Ben laughed and started eating.