Another time around...

Here's another one...I like this one a little more because it deals with the problems of the world...yada yada. This is from the same book.

Disclaimer: I wrote this in the eighth grade, LONG before I ever met my current high school friends that go by Molly and Pamela. Yes, strange coincidence; no, not intentional.



I looked down on the world today. I saw everything. I witnessed the secret you told to your best friend Molly. I saw Cano gossip to Lin about Jack. I pretended to not notice Johnny steal money from his friend to buy pot and then later get into a fight at school. I ignored the people telling lies and stealing from their family. I lied to myself about not seeing the bloodshed and the hurt and anger. I saw Suzy’s kidnappers and the people who rescued her. I saw firefighters die and give their lives for thirty-six people stuck in a warehouse. Pamela organized a campaign for unknown diseases. I watched as the once innocent Lynden shot his best and true friend. I saw little kids steal. I saw Jane give all she had to offer to the poor and needy when she had close to nothing herself. Children went from door to door caroling. Adults gave gifts and exchanged friendly greetings at family reunions. I measured the faith of people sitting in church. I watched as police arrested a man for his attempt to kill thousands of people. I watched as people serving their country went to work every day knowing that they might not see the next sunrise. I saw the corrupt and the kind, the nice and the mean, the true and those pretending, I saw it all. I began to notice things about people that even themselves could never recognize. The pain, hurt, agony, friendship, happiness, those that cared to lend a helping hand. I watched helplessly as the rich stole and the poor gave. I realized how some knew not where they were headed or where they were at. Some seemed to be stuck in the small fragments of time; swaying back and forth between what they know is right and what is wrong. And there I sat, watching it all, and doing nothing.