Have you ever done something you felt was right maybe it was the spur of the moment type of thing it made you feel good deep inside for a little while and after pondering over it in your mind like some kind of lose screw feeling insecure you ask yourself "Did I do the right thing?" Here's a story.
I got paid last week Friday. It was a huge fat healthy check, from all the OT I was making, it wasn't a million dollars or ten thousand but it was big enough so I was happy and overjoyed thinking of all the wonderful things I could spend it on. I pulled out some money from the bank and borrowed a couple of movies from blockbuster in Mililani shopping center and also a few video games. So there I was in La La Land happy like a KING like I won the lottery or something I mean I did pay my bills; my car, my Rent, and my Car Innsuriance, my retirement and I had a lot left over to spend and I had some money reserved on the side for emergency. With all that taken cared of I still had money.
As I was going to Foodland to purchase a bus pass for October a thin local girl with raggy clothes she looked no older than fifteen approached me and asked me for money she only wanted spare change.
I felt pity for her as I was about to reach into my wallet to give her cash, something struck my mind; what is a young girl like this doing out on a school night asking for money shouldn't she be home with her parents? I asked her how much money she had on her so far she said only two bucks. More I felt sorry for her. I started talking to her asking her a bunch of questions like how old she was, where does she live, How come she isn't home asking her parents for money, Where is she currently staying at.
Reluctantly she answered me She was sixteen and lived two miles away from the shopping center, and was currently staying at the park, Her and her parents got into a fight and the cops were out looking for her. O.K. so that was bit more than I wanted to know. But it didn't make sense to me.. Something was out of place was it DRUGS? She looked healthy she was a bit thin and she seemed smart. So I asked her if she was doing Ice and to be Honest. She said "yes." much to my bitter surprise wishing she didn't. "Well you asked me to be honest and I was." She said. So I looked into her pale brown eye's and I knew there was intellegence in her and that somehow she followed the wrong crowd. She wasn't twitching or scratching her self or breaking out in hives or talking to herself, or rambling like an idiot. So here I was with an innocent girl not succumb to the side effects of the drug. What to do I thought. Should I call the cops and have her run from me? Should I shew her off and go about my business? What was I going to do with this young mind. I had a little talk with her and she was attentive her eyes were on me the whole time and weren't staring into space. Lastly I gave her fourteen bucks and told her to get some help and to go back home.
Here I am at work thinking about it. I could've done a lot more, maybe I should have called the cops and reported her where abouts, or took her home. So far I made a few trips to the park where she told me she stayed at and she wasn't there. I am worried now if I did the right thing cause if I didn't there is a young girl out there who will destroy herself before she has the chance to discover her full potential of being a succesful person. And I've seen it happen to people I know and love. I wish that these darn drug dealers would stay the hell away from the youth. It really PISSES ME OFF!
I got paid last week Friday. It was a huge fat healthy check, from all the OT I was making, it wasn't a million dollars or ten thousand but it was big enough so I was happy and overjoyed thinking of all the wonderful things I could spend it on. I pulled out some money from the bank and borrowed a couple of movies from blockbuster in Mililani shopping center and also a few video games. So there I was in La La Land happy like a KING like I won the lottery or something I mean I did pay my bills; my car, my Rent, and my Car Innsuriance, my retirement and I had a lot left over to spend and I had some money reserved on the side for emergency. With all that taken cared of I still had money.
As I was going to Foodland to purchase a bus pass for October a thin local girl with raggy clothes she looked no older than fifteen approached me and asked me for money she only wanted spare change.
I felt pity for her as I was about to reach into my wallet to give her cash, something struck my mind; what is a young girl like this doing out on a school night asking for money shouldn't she be home with her parents? I asked her how much money she had on her so far she said only two bucks. More I felt sorry for her. I started talking to her asking her a bunch of questions like how old she was, where does she live, How come she isn't home asking her parents for money, Where is she currently staying at.
Reluctantly she answered me She was sixteen and lived two miles away from the shopping center, and was currently staying at the park, Her and her parents got into a fight and the cops were out looking for her. O.K. so that was bit more than I wanted to know. But it didn't make sense to me.. Something was out of place was it DRUGS? She looked healthy she was a bit thin and she seemed smart. So I asked her if she was doing Ice and to be Honest. She said "yes." much to my bitter surprise wishing she didn't. "Well you asked me to be honest and I was." She said. So I looked into her pale brown eye's and I knew there was intellegence in her and that somehow she followed the wrong crowd. She wasn't twitching or scratching her self or breaking out in hives or talking to herself, or rambling like an idiot. So here I was with an innocent girl not succumb to the side effects of the drug. What to do I thought. Should I call the cops and have her run from me? Should I shew her off and go about my business? What was I going to do with this young mind. I had a little talk with her and she was attentive her eyes were on me the whole time and weren't staring into space. Lastly I gave her fourteen bucks and told her to get some help and to go back home.
Here I am at work thinking about it. I could've done a lot more, maybe I should have called the cops and reported her where abouts, or took her home. So far I made a few trips to the park where she told me she stayed at and she wasn't there. I am worried now if I did the right thing cause if I didn't there is a young girl out there who will destroy herself before she has the chance to discover her full potential of being a succesful person. And I've seen it happen to people I know and love. I wish that these darn drug dealers would stay the hell away from the youth. It really PISSES ME OFF!
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