Bystander

I witness something horrible today that I shouldn't of seen. I-I didn't even know what they were doing at first. My conscience proved me wrong of that when I heard the first agony scream... The kind of scream that haunts your nightmares, the kind of scream that kills. I'm sure you all heard of them before; if you're lucky. It started out as child play. Joking laughs, pushing and shoving of affection-non violence. Tempting to join in myself, for never having the experience of experimenting. That was until the water in her eyes where no longer tears of joy, but of bloody streams running down her face.

I could of stop them.
I should of done something.
I would of been a hero

But, no I took a step back. I glanced away. I left with only one thing that kills me more than the victim herself. The punishment of having to live with the fact that not only am I a monster; But also with the guilt, that I didn't have the guts to turn myself in.

I could of stop them-me.
I should of done Something-nothing.
I would of been a Hero-Fine.