Saturday, 12 June 2010

Samaritan?

I saw a girl yesterday.

That in itself isn't overly odd, girls are everywhere. And by 'seeing a girl' I mean that she was in my line of sight, not, I took her home and stuff. She was sitting on a low wall with her head bowed. She had that kind of body language you see when someone's just had something really bad happen to them, and they don't quite know what to do. It's also the body language people give off when they've been rejected at a party, kinda, curled up in a ball trying not to be noticed.

It worked though - by the time I noticed her, I was already past her. She'd been sitting under a tree in the shadows so you couldn't really see her. I did what everyone else does, and just thought nothing of it... until I got a little further up the road. I stopped and looked back for a minute, and she didn't move at all, she just sat there.

I was thoroughly confused, should I go back, check if she was okay and see if I could help? Or did I just keep cycling and forget about it as getting caught up in her life wasn't my problem.

I left it and cycled off, but I wish I'd just checked to see what was wrong, even if she didn't want any help or told me just to go away, I'dve tried. I guess I did what pretty much everyone else would do, but I hate conforming.

Everyone likes to think 'oh, I wouldn'tve done that, I'dve done this', don't get me wrong, when most people heard the story of the good samaritan, they'dve all said they'dve helped, and I'm sure some people would, but for the rest of us, when it comes down to it, we don't quite make the cut.

But hey, life goes on. And if I hear a story in the papers about a girl who was raped/found dead down springfield road, I'll never forgive myself.

So don't do what I did, go an make sure, double check, as long as you try, you're above me.

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