Movie or reality?

Hi everyone,

 

I can't say if I was happy or mad today. Maybe a mix of both...after thinking for a while, I was more angry than anything. So I went shopping with a friend today because she really needed to clear out her mind. We talked...and talked...and THEN we discussed about something a little more serious. She told me a past event she went through. I can't give out the entire details but I will make this short. One day, she got beat up in the car right in the middle of a crowd. That person beated up with fists! That is unacceptable. That's one thing. But what made me speechless is the fact that she yelled for anyone to call 911. What hapenned? Nobody called nor tried to help her. Instead, they stood there and watch the whole thing. What the f*ck!?

 

Oh yes, I can say it again! WTF!!?? Someone needs help and you just stand there and watch? Not a single soul called 911. Not a single soul tried to stop! Not a single soul said anything. The things that was missing were chairs and popcorn for everyone. It's just so dumb. This isn't a movie but it's real life!!! Either they are watching this as if it's entertainment or they are just to in shock to do anything. Well guess what? You should snap out of it! It's not the time to be a pussy let this pass by. Maybe it's a lack of reflex...I don't know. She went to her job nd later authoroties came because her coworker contacted one for her. 

 

However, it's not the case for me. It hapenened once when someone was riding on his bicycle at full speed, bumped into something, and the person was projected to the ground. The cars stopped and what did they do? They did teh same thing as they did with my friend. They stared at the poor guy. Is there blood? Is he dead? Silly! My mom also stopped her car.

 

Mom: Is he ok?

Me: I don't know. *looks behind if someone would actually go and see if he's ok....nobody did it*

Mom: He's actually an old man. (yeah he must be something in his 80's or so...and still, nobody went to check on him. They all caused a trauffic and watched the whole thing)

Me: I can't believe this...I'll go see him.

 

So I went to see if he's ok. He told me he was fine. I helped him getting up and picked up the groceries taht fell from his bike for him. I mean, I can't believe this. This world is really beyong salvation.

 

Now I am not saying that everyone is like this. I was a victim twice and I was helped during both times. The first one was when I was hit by a car. I don't know if I ever wrote about this on the blog but I guess I'll write about it again. So to make it short, I was crossing the streets and a car drove straight in my direction. The bumper hitted my backbone tail. My body was flat on the ground and my right shoe was 7 meters away from me. It all hapenned so fast and it took me a while to realize of the situation. My ex, when I was with him, came to me.

 

Ex: Are you ok?

Me: No! It hurts! *tries to get up but can't. Tries one more time with his help but I fell back.*

 

All the cars stopped at every intersection but all of their heads were bent down and talked on the phone. After a moment, a guy popped out of nowhere and tried to lift me up but it was just way too painful for me so I asked him to put me back down. But at least, he deserves a medal for at least trying to help me. After a while, an ambulance and the police came. I wasn't able to do anything because I was in shock...well isn't it obvious here? I'm the victim here!!!

 

The second time I was helped was when I was physically abused in the streets. I remember it was winter and that person, not saying any names, kept on pushing me into the snow. My wrists were hurted and I remember my vision was blurry because of all my tears. So this hapenned for a couple of minutes. Suddenly a man in his 40 or 50 came.

 

Hero: Hey! Stop treating her like that!

 

We both looked at him.

 

Me: :O

The asshole: :O

 

I pushed the asshole's hand away from me.

 

The asshole: I wasn't hurting her...

Hero: I observed the two of you for a while and that's not like what you said. You kept on pulling an pushing her. She was even tryign to fight back. Look at her! She's even crying!

The asshole: How can you judge the situation? You don't even know why we came to this.

Hero: It doesn't matter what the situation is, you should never treat a person that way. If something doesn't work out, you talk bout it. You don't force the person to go your way. If she doesn't hare your point of view, just let it be.

 

The hero turns into my direction and said: If there's anything you want to talk about or if I can help you with, please let me know.

 

All I can remember is that I kept weeping my tears. I slightly bowed to him by tilting my head as a sign of thank you. If I opened my mouth to talk, the only sound that would come out would be me crying. Do you know how I feel about all of this? It feels embarassing. I feel cheap. I feel like a chopping board. If I can ever meet him again, I would like to thank him in person. I will never forget what he said. So in both situation, I had people who helped me. So why did nobody helped my friend?