Thursday, September 02, 2004

Stopped at a red light

Look at the girl in the car next to me. Why is she crying? Her face is tensed up as the tears slowly leak out and her breath comes in big gasps. She knows she isn't guilty of anything--how could a thirteen-year-old know? Especially when it is the opposite of any experience she's had or anything she's been exposed to. And she knows she's done her best to make up for it--to be the best friend she can. She's educated now--trying make better lives for kids by spreading positive programming and being a role model of sorts. Maybe she's just letting it out--she's been anxious about lots of things recently and just needed to let off a little steam. In fact she looks better already. Good thing too, the light is about to change.


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