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Today I woke up like any other average...slightly Boring...but okay day. And you know the blah de blah blah no one cares much about,

Well today I went to work and while I was leaning across the counter, I watched this little girl-- probably about eight through ten-- walk in and look at a few of the green day shirts we had for discount and after about a few minutes her mom came storming inside and pulled the girl out of the store by her...ear....

Well, they stood and the entrance- the girl was still holding a green day shirt and Mike --my over compulsive, no good, thinks everyone sucks-- co worker was having a nervous breakdown thinking the girl was going to run off with the green day shirt when obviously her mom wasn't going to let her. Buy anyways-

Her mom was saying- quiet loudly this--

**HAS NOT BEEN CHANGED**

Mom: How many times have I told you not to go into this goddamn store? Its full of black magic and sin and its not a very christain place.

Girl: But mom..

Mom: Shut up. I don't want you to talk now. You listen to me you little sneek. I am tired of your ass running off and not listening to me. ANd How dare you walk in here...in this....place. Today is my day! Away from you and your brother and neither of ya'll are going to distroy it!

Girl: But..

Mom: I told you to shut up!

--By then I had walked around the counter and was leaning in front of it, the side closest to them and was giving the mom a strong glare. The girl looked at me and I swear I saw her smile. She looked at her mom and the shook her head. Walking back in the store, her mom gasped and the laid the shirt on the counter beside me.

Girl: Can I buy this please? My brother loves Green Day and since his birthday is today, I think he deserves it.

She was speaking loud for her mother to hear, her face was pointed away from her mom and she had tears faintly growing in her eyes. The words her mom said had stung...

Girl: My mom may say this shirt isn't Christain, but as you can see...in only opening her mouth two times- she has already used the lord's name in vain and put down her own children. So..I think that God won't punish me to bad for thinking of someone else before me at the current moment.

Her mom's face was red now- with anger and embrassment. I knew the girl had it in for her, but at that moment- she was in control. She was speaking outloud words before her time with a maturity and voicing outloud something many people had thought about. People have different looks, different tastes, different views....its what makes us unique and beautiful. But sometimes we hear that one voice...like the mom's to make us realize....we don't mix. We don't belong. So, we fight. We critizie, we judge. But like the mother's, we still need that child's voice saying- I don't think God is going to punish me to bad for thinking of others before myself.

For a moment- I think that girl realized that you need to speak out on something to make a change. Maybe now her mom won't be so harsh...maybe not. But for a moment...she was quiet.