On a cold November afternoon, my mother and I were walking home from a pizza store. I was feeling a little {#blank#}1{#/blank#} , as I was carrying our shopping bags of snacks. They were so heavy that I decided to {#blank#}2{#/blank#} some things. So I started to walk towards the litter bin {#blank#}3{#/blank#} I noticed a poor man held a paper bag with his dirty hand. He headed over to {#blank#}4{#/blank#} nearby bin and started looking through it.

    I suddenly felt very sorry because I was about to throw away with a new drink just because it was heavy.