The first story that I have been through that changed my way of thinking is the time where I thought a worker tried to kidnap me when I was younger when I was lost but in reality he was helping. I was around eight years old when I got lost and I was confused on what to do because I was taught to not talk to strangers. Therefor, I just walked around Target aimlessly looking for my mom. As a result an employee found me and asked if I lost my mom then I said nothing and walked away, but he kept following me so of course I started crying. Without talking to the person I assumed he was trying to hurt me because I was never taught that there were any good people in the world. During that day I learned that I need to use my own judgement to determine who is good or not.
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Even when the man had no money for himself, he gave his earnings to another struggling man. I knew the man was homeless because right after he gave the money he laid down on his makeshift bed under the highway bridge. That day showed me that people cannot be judged badly by their appearance and financial situation because people from the lowest of the low can be the most kind hearted people. This event messed with my judgement, I did not know who was trustworthy or not. I thought homeless people were people who made bad decisions and still are with the money they beg for but this changed the way I
Even when the man had no money for himself, he gave his earnings to another struggling man. I knew the man was homeless because right after he gave the money he laid down on his makeshift bed under the highway bridge. That day showed me that people cannot be judged badly by their appearance and financial situation because people from the lowest of the low can be the most kind hearted people. This event messed with my judgement, I did not know who was trustworthy or not. I thought homeless people were people who made bad decisions and still are with the money they beg for but this changed the way I