I looked on as a girl ran away from someone who was following her. I wondered if she was avoiding arrest or if the guy was not so nice. I watched her run away until she was out of my sight. I felt like I probably should have done something. The only thing I could thin of doing was call the police or go help her myself. By the time I got all the way down to the first floor she would have been gone. Plus it was none of my business. I pondered over this for a while before one of my coworkers asked me to do something.
I didn't think about the women again until I was on my way home. I wondered how I could have helped her even if I did get there in time. My mind came up with several movie worthy stories but I knew in reality there wasn't much I could have done. I got home and sat down on my couch sighing. I should have done something any excuse to change up my routine. Though now that I thought about it just witnessing it messed with my mind. At that moment I wished not for the first time I decided to go into another profession.
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