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I don't like judging people.

Sometimes I do it unconsciously.

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The girl on my bus with dark eyes and red hair- I thought she was unapproachable and sullen. Turns out she has the sweetest laugh in the world.

The boy who is quiet and keeps to himself- I thought he hated me and didn't want to talk to me. Turns out he had issues at home and misses his old friends.

The woman who remains stoic and sounds like a drill sergeant- I thought that she was pushing us because she wants us to be perfect. Turns out she doesn't want us to regret not trying.

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I don't want to judge.

But sometimes I just do.

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