An orphan decided to visit his foster family ten years after moving out in order to thank them for all they’ve done for him. When he arrived in front of their dilapidated house, he asked what happened and how it ended up that way.
Chuck looked around the room with a smile on his face, savoring the moments he had with his foster family. He had just turned 18 and was now ready to go to college.
He watched how his foster mom sang him a happy birthday as she clapped her hands, and how his dad had an arm on his mom’s shoulder as he sang along. Then he looked at his foster brother, Ivan, who looked bored out of his wits with his head on the table, refusing to sing along.
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Chuck loved his family dearly because they never treated him as an outcast. Although he and Ivan did not get along, he knew that his parents loved him because they spent their own money raising him.
“I will miss you guys so much. Thank you for this birthday celebration,” he told them before blowing out the candles on his cake.
“We will miss you too, son. I hope you come back and visit us once you’re done with university,” his foster dad Chase told him.
Chuck blew out his candles and made a wish. They enjoyed one last meal together before he was off to college.
“Oh, sweetheart,” his mom sighed. “I can still remember the day we got you and took you home. I can’t believe you’re all grown up and going to college,” she said, tears forming in her eyes.
“I know, mom. I am the luckiest boy. I am so thankful that you took me in. Without you, I am nothing,” Chuck said, holding his mom’s hand. “Thank you for all the love and care you gave me.”
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At this point, Ivan had enough. “Oh, please,” he rolled his eyes. “Can we just eat in silence? Your sentimentality is making me sick!”
Instead of fighting back, Chuck smiled. “I know you’ll enjoy not having me around anymore, Ivan, but I’ll miss you too.”
That night, Chuck couldn’t sleep in excitement. His bags were all packed and he was ready to take the bus to the university the following day.
“It’s time to go, honey,” his mom called out to him the next morning.
Chuck looked around his room one last time, knowing it was the last time he would be seeing it in a long time. He embraced his parents one last time before heading out the door.
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“I’m on my own now,” he said. “You gave me all I needed, and I’m sorry if I was an added burden to you because of that. I promise I’ll do my best to become a successful person. I will come back and repay you for all you’ve done!”
It was Chuck’s personal decision to leave the foster care system once he was able. Although he loved his parents dearly, he chose not to get adopted legally to save his parents the money it would cost. After all, knowing they loved him was more than enough for him.
Chuck really did his best in school, keeping his promise. He studied law and was motivated to become a good lawyer after he graduated.
After passing the bar, he started working for a top law firm. From being just an associate, he rose up the ranks until he became a partner in the firm. Ultimately, he lost touch with his parents. While they wrote to each other in the beginning, his work made it less possible, until their communication stopped entirely.
It had been ten years since he last saw his foster parents. Chuck had a client in the city where he grew up, so he decided to drop in on his old home. He realized it was about time he visited his foster parents, so he took a day off to spend time with them. But what greeted him there was totally unexpected.
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Apart from an unkempt lawn, you could hardly see the white paint on the walls which had been entirely covered in vines. As he walked towards the front door, he even wondered if anyone still lived there.
Chuck rang the doorbell, but it was no longer working. He was about to turn back thinking no one lived there anymore until he heard a voice from inside. He decided to knock.
After a couple of seconds, his foster dad opened the door. “Chuck?” he called out. “Is that you?”
“Dad,” he said, embracing him tightly. “What happened here?! Are you alright? Where’s mom and Ivan?” he asked. He had so many questions running through his head, and he wanted answers.
“Come in, son. I can’t believe you made it home. How long has it been? 10 years?” he said, bringing his adoptive son inside the house. “Honey, it’s Chuck! Chuck is home!” he called out to his wife.
As soon as his mom came out of the kitchen, Chuck’s heart sank. She was no longer the healthy woman he once knew. She looked frail as if she hadn’t eaten properly in weeks. “Mom!” he cried out. “What happened?”
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“Ivan told us he was starting a business about five years ago. We were so happy because even though he didn’t want to go to college, we thought he had found a direction in life. It turns out, he just wanted us to give him money so he could do whatever he wanted,” his dad shared.
“He promised he would give us a share of his earnings, but that never happened. Because of him, we’re in debt,” his mom added with tears in her eyes. “We didn’t think we would ever see you again, sweetheart. I am so glad you visited,” she said, embracing Chuck again.
Chuck could not believe what his parents had gone through at the hands of his brother. He took them out to dinner, and when they got home, promised to be back the following day.
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The next day, he returned and told them that they had nothing to worry about anymore. “I paid off the loan and any legal damages it incurred. I also hired someone to repair the house. I would also like to give you this,” he said, handing them a passbook.
“Chuck!” his mom cried. “You didn’t have to do any of this. It’s too much. We didn’t raise you thinking you’d ever pay us back,” she told him.
“I never saw you and Ivan differently,” his dad added. “To me, you were both my sons. But now, I can’t believe that it’s you who genuinely loves and cares for us. And Ivan left us for dead.”
Chuck shook his head. “I owe you both so much more than just money,” he replied. “You gave me a home – a family. Money is nothing to me. Family is everything! I love you both and will take care of you for the rest of my life,” he promised.
What can we learn from this story?
- Never forget those who helped you. Chuck never forgot his foster parents, who did so much to raise him. He lived comfortably because of them and wanted to give back to them as much as he could.
- Family matters over everything. Ivan betrayed his parents over money, valuing material possessions over familial relationships. Meanwhile, Chuck always cherished family over everything else, so he was more than willing to cut his fortune in half if it meant his parents living comfortably.
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My MIL Told My Daughter the Birthday Cake She Baked Was Disgusting – So I Made Her Seriously Regret Her Words
When Sarah’s 10-year-old daughter, Emma, baked a heartfelt birthday cake for her step-grandmother, Barbara’s cruel rejection shattered the girl’s hopes. Determined to defend her daughter, Sarah orchestrated a series of clever retaliations, turning Barbara’s life upside down.
Hi, I’m Sarah. I’m 35 and recently married to John, who is an absolute gem. I have a lovely 10-year-old daughter, Emma, from my previous marriage.
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We’ve had a rough go at blending our families, mostly because of John’s mother, Barbara. Barbara is a tough nut, refusing to accept Emma as part of the family. It’s been a constant source of tension.
John is a great husband and father, always trying to make peace. But Barbara? She’s a whole different story. She’s always cold towards Emma, making her feel unwelcome. Emma, on the other hand, just wants to be loved and accepted. She’s a sweetheart, always trying to win Barbara over.
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Emma decided she would bake a birthday cake for Barbara. “Mom, I’m going to make the best cake ever,” she said, eyes shining with hope. “Maybe then Grandma Barbara will like me.”
I gave her my favorite cake recipe, and Emma spent the entire night in the kitchen. She was so dedicated, not sleeping a wink. “This has to be perfect,” she kept saying. She mixed the batter, baked the cake, and decorated it with little flowers and sprinkles. It was beautiful.
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The big day arrived. Emma proudly carried the cake into Barbara’s birthday party. “Happy Birthday, Grandma Barbara!” she said, her voice full of hope and excitement.
Barbara took one look at the cake and wrinkled her nose. “Looks disgusting,” she said coldly. “Only pigs would eat that. You should never do anything with your hands; it looks pathetic.”
Emma’s eyes filled with tears. She ran out of the room, sobbing. My heart broke seeing her so crushed. I wanted to scream at Barbara, but I held back. At the same time, I couldn’t let this go. Emma needed to be defended.
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John tried to smooth things over. “Mom, that wasn’t nice,” he said gently. “Emma worked really hard on that cake.”
Barbara shrugged. “I’m just being honest. Someone has to teach her that people won’t just be nice to you for no reason.”
Emma stayed in her room for the rest of the party, too upset to join us. I went to her and hugged her tightly. “I’m so sorry, sweetheart,” I said. “You did an amazing job. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.”
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Emma sniffled. “Why doesn’t Grandma Barbara like me, Mom?”
I didn’t have an answer. “Some people are just mean, Emma. But you don’t have to listen to them. You’re wonderful just the way you are.”
That night, after everyone left, I lay in bed, fuming. Barbara had gone too far. Emma didn’t deserve this. I decided then and there that Barbara would regret her cruel words. No one hurts my daughter and gets away with it.
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My mind raced with ideas. I knew Barbara took great pride in her garden. Her roses were her babies. She bragged about them constantly. I’d heard enough of “My roses won another award” to last a lifetime. So, one night, I drove to a nearby farm and collected a big bag of manure. I snuck into Barbara’s garden and spread it all over her precious flower beds.
The next morning, I waited for the call. Sure enough, it came. Barbara was livid. “My garden smells like a barnyard!” she screamed into the phone. I bit back a smile.
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“Maybe it’s just a bad day,” I suggested sweetly.
Barbara’s fury over her garden didn’t end with one phone call. She stormed over to our house later that day, fuming. “Sarah, do you have any idea what’s happened to my roses?” she demanded.
I looked at her innocently. “Oh, Barbara, I’m so sorry to hear that. Maybe it’s just a bad day for the garden.”
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She glared at me, clearly not satisfied with my answer but unable to prove anything. “I’ll figure it out,” she muttered before leaving.
But I wasn’t done yet. Barbara had an important dinner party coming up with her snobby friends. She had been planning it for weeks, talking nonstop about the menu she’d prepared. It was the perfect opportunity for my next move.
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I knew she was planning to serve a fancy dessert. So, the day before the party, I swapped the sugar in her pantry with salt. I couldn’t wait to see the look on her face when her perfect dinner turned into a disaster.
The night of the party arrived. I waited eagerly for the fallout. As Barbara’s guests bit into their dessert, the looks on their faces were priceless. Grimaces of disgust spread across the room.
Barbara looked around, confused and then horrified as she realized what had happened. Her face turned beet red as her guests whispered among themselves, clearly unimpressed.
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“Barbara, what on earth is this?” one of her friends asked, pushing the plate away.
Barbara stammered, “I-I don’t understand. It was supposed to be delicious!”
I watched from a distance, feeling a bit guilty but mostly satisfied. Barbara had been humiliated in front of her friends, and it served her right.
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But the real blow came later. Barbara loved to gossip, especially about Emma. She often made nasty comments, like “She’s not a real granddaughter” or “Emma will never be part of this family, no matter how hard she tries.” It made my blood boil. So, I decided to give Barbara a taste of her own medicine.
I anonymously tipped off the local community center, where Barbara volunteered, that she had been badmouthing other volunteers and making derogatory comments about the people they were supposed to be helping. The center launched an investigation, and Barbara was asked to step down. The scandal rocked her social circle.
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Barbara was furious, but she didn’t know I was behind it. She called John, ranting about the injustice of it all. “Can you believe they asked me to step down? Me, after all the work I’ve done!”
John tried to calm her down. “Mom, maybe there was a misunderstanding.”
“There’s no misunderstanding! Someone’s out to get me, I know it!” Barbara fumed.
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Meanwhile, I was busy planning the final act of my revenge. I organized a small family gathering and asked Emma to bake another cake. This time, John and his father, Tom, were there to support her. Emma hesitated but finally agreed. She wanted to show she wasn’t afraid.
“Mom, what if Grandma Barbara says something mean again?” Emma asked, worry in her eyes.
“Don’t worry, sweetie. This time, we’ll all be there to support you,” I assured her.
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The day of the family gathering arrived. Emma nervously brought out her cake, beautifully decorated just like the last one. Barbara opened her mouth to say something snarky, but John cut her off.
“Mom, if you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all. We’re here to celebrate as a family, and that includes Emma,” John said firmly.
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Barbara was left speechless. She knew she had lost the support of her son and husband. Emma felt loved and accepted by the rest of the family. It was a sweet victory.
Barbara shot me a look of pure venom, but I just smiled back sweetly. She knew she had been outplayed, and there was nothing she could do about it. Emma beamed as we all enjoyed her delicious cake together. This time, it was a celebration full of love and acceptance, exactly what Emma deserved.
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