A/N: This is based on those "Remember _ you called _? She/he _" things. Enjoy!
Remember that girl you called weak?
Well, she won the Hunger Games.
Remember that girl you called crazy?
She saw her district partner- her brother- beheaded.
Remember that girl you saw with the country's playboy? The one whom you told was making a big mistake?
It ended up being the best choice of her life.
Remember the pregnant single woman you called a slut?
Her husband died a hero in the war that kept you alive.
Remember that girl who walked around the district, for hours at a time? The one who you told to "get a life"?
She was walking to pick her son up from school which was on the other side of the district. The other school was too close to the district's hero's grave.
Remember the single mother on the train you called a weak, irresponsible whore?
She wasn't a whore. Her husband was. And he did it to protect her. To protect her from the Capitol that nearly killed everyone. Do you want to know where she was going? She was going to the place where her husband was killed, to make sure it never happened to anyone again.
Don't judge her. Don't judge anyone. You may know her name, you may even know what she's been through, but you don't know how it felt. You may walk in her shoes for another mile, but you won't be able to go to the places she's been. You think you know, but you don't. You don't know.