Okay, so here is how the story goes...
There is this girl name Alice and she has been in school with me for about 6 years now, but I'm not friends with her she is just there. Well everyone thought, in my group of friends, that this girl was very strange because her clothes and the way she talked. Well, the other day I was extremely late to school and got there just a few minutes before the bell rang and I saw her get out of this incredibly expensive car.. this made me ponder because this is the girl who wears ratty clothes and worn out shoes and who has the same back pack since 4th grade! So i walked up to her and relized that her arms were covered in bruises.. I didn't say anything at first but I felt the need to go to the councelor..... Well, I found out this. Her mom had her when she was about 16 and ended up marrying some old guy that was like 20 years older than her right out of highschool.. which in my own little dictionary is a gold digger... She was being abused.. I always thought that girl was wierd and now I feel bad.. because the one thing I thought.. probably ment alot to her since no one else seemed to care, and the fact that my thought at first was negative will always be there and no.. its not good. SO today lets think about all the times you've judged somebody but really didn't know them.







