5 /5 Fibinachi Extahsi: I walked into Amma Pawn and Gun at one of the lowest points in my life. Not just broke but mentally worn down, standing on the edge of something darker than I want to admit. I didnāt expect much. Just thought Iād trade something for a few bucks and move on. But what happened in there was more than a transaction. It was a moment Iāll never forget.
The man working there didnāt really want to take what I was offering. I could see it in his face. He wasnāt just thinking about business. He was thinking about what was right. What was safe. What I might need more than the thing I was trying to sell. Most people wouldāve said no and left it at that. But he didnāt.
He looked at me like a person. Not a problem. Not a number. He made the decision to help, even when it probably wasnāt the best move for the shop. He made sure I left with something in my pocket, something that kept me afloat, and maybe even kept me breathing. That kind of decision doesnāt come from greed or policy. It comes from heart.
What happened there was beautiful. A small light in a dark day. If that man hadnāt been there, or if heād said no like most wouldāve, I honestly donāt know where Iād be right now. Might not even be here to write this.
Thank you to that man. Thank you to Amma Pawn and Gun. Not just for the money, but for seeing a soul that needed a lifeline. Youāll never know what that meant.
