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Her eyes filled in seconds as she read the pages of the diary, her tears began to drop onto the pages as reality began to hit her. She could have done more. She didnt

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The door was open and the rooms were cold, there was no life in the air as Justine emptied out her friend?s house that had recently died, whilst routing through the items that were below her she picked up a small paperback book which seemed to have writing inside, she began reading and slowly the reality of what she may have not done surfaced. Her eyes filled in seconds as she read the pages of the diary, her tears began to drop onto the pages as reality began to hit her. She could have done more. She didn?t. *** ?Mum?s hurt her face again; she?s got a bruise as big as china all around her left cheek bone?. The woman?s dark circles around her eyes were heavy from fatigue and intermingled with the purple and green bruise which stretched out across her face with a small delicate cut in the middle which was still slightly stained with blood, even with the large attempts to hide it under a blanket of makeup. ?I don?t know how she keeps falling over so much, she says it?s because she can?t see her feet anymore. ...read more.

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a couples of hours, which, was the only amount of time she was periodically allowed to be away from the home anyway. ?The car with the flashing lights were at my house again last night, and the men with those black hats with silver writing on, they all had bright coats on, yellow, that?s the colour. Mum said they were here because I didn?t go to bed on time and they came to check on me but the other night when they came I had gone to bed on time, I don?t like those men.? The confusion and unsurety ran through Adams mind but soon enough he had forgotten last night?s events and shook off his confusion almost immediately. His mind was young and he didn?t understand how his mother was suffering, nor did anyone else, or did they? *** ?The world can be a dangerous place, and I, I know that most of all, reading Adams diary leaves me wondering if I could have helped but didn?t. The cracks between family and relationships everybody has, but my cracks seem to be extraordinary and always have been, at this time in my life they have surfaced and ...read more.

Conclusion

The problem was too big, he didn?t want to be involved, he knew she would eventually end up this way if she stayed with him but the problem was like a black hole to him, once you were sucked in you couldn?t get out, he wasn?t prepared to go the full way and pull her out. This is the evil that witness? evil being committed and looks the other way. Many women end up six feet under due to cases of domestic abuse; children are left behind like Adam. People see this evil being committed each day and decide to look the other way and not get involved because it may just get them into trouble. These people are as evil as the one that commits the crime, selfish is the word that sums them up. Life is full of these people. If your daughter was being harmed would you want someone to help her? If your daughter was witnessing someone being harmed would you expect her to intervene and pull the woman out of it? Life is a one way game; humans look after themselves, their family, would you say Justine is evil? Would you have helped her? ...read more.

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