People always have a story. Behind the face, the eyes, the lies, there's a story that's changed them. Something has made them cry so hard they laughed, something that made them want to lay in there beds forever and sleep away the days. Sometimes it's a good story, and sometimes it ends bad. But we shall not judge one of the face they give, of their small or large waist, or by the way they style themselves. We shall judge them when we have lived their life for a week, seeing that one thing flashing through their brain, and cried along with them so hard you hiccuped. Because we all want someone to do that with and if we judge someone, we'll never see the story that made them stronger, tougher, ready for real life;having already excpirenced it.