When I was 12 I went to Danny DeVito’s New Year’s Eve party. I’d found some girls my age, but wanted my little sister to have fun, too. Then I saw this woman on the dance floor squat down to my sister’s height, say “Hi, what’s your name? I’m Shannen!” and take her by the hand to dance with her.
Even at 12, I knew who she was, and had heard of her “bad girl” reputation, and I remember being shocked that she was so kind to a six year old girl. But that showed me that there’s often more to somebody than the rumors you hear. An important thing for a 12-year-old girl to learn, I think.