Thursday, 13 March 2008 12:22 pm
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deckardcanineEver witness some terrible act, not intervene or tell anyone, and then regret that you hadn't?
Sometime in my teens, I think I saw an old man sexually molesting a girl no older than 5. I did nothing because I was in disbelief. I thought I was either seeing it wrong or misinterpreting, partly because the girl was mostly silent -- and partly because it was happening in the waiting area of a deli, which means I probably wasn't the only witness. But a decade or so later, I can think of no more viable explanation. It wasn't a dream, and I don't have a history of vague hallucinations.
This is far too little information, far too late, for any human authority to do anything about it. (God might, but He wouldn't have to hear it from me.) I'm relating it now because the memory has somehow come to haunt me more often lately. Sure hope that girl is doing okay now.
Sometime in my teens, I think I saw an old man sexually molesting a girl no older than 5. I did nothing because I was in disbelief. I thought I was either seeing it wrong or misinterpreting, partly because the girl was mostly silent -- and partly because it was happening in the waiting area of a deli, which means I probably wasn't the only witness. But a decade or so later, I can think of no more viable explanation. It wasn't a dream, and I don't have a history of vague hallucinations.
This is far too little information, far too late, for any human authority to do anything about it. (God might, but He wouldn't have to hear it from me.) I'm relating it now because the memory has somehow come to haunt me more often lately. Sure hope that girl is doing okay now.
