You see that guy getting bullied. You see the bruises all over her body- wearing sweaters during summer to try and conceal any evidence. You see the scars on his arms, notice the way he pulls down his long sleeves as if his life depended on it. You see the young lady getting harassed; you manage to overhear her attempting to assertively tell him to leave her alone. You see someone’s life in danger. You see someone pleading for help.
No one around, at least no one with the courage to take a stand and do something, anything, about the situation. Not even ourselves.
A single step of courage could have turned the story all the way around.
No one was around for Kitty Genovese, a 28 year old bar manager who’d been on her way home one night in a semi-safe neighborhood. At least no one might as well have been around. Genovese’s screams for help weren’t enough to save her life on the night that she was murdered in New Gardens, Queens, 1964. Despite 38 citizens having been in the area of the crime- close enough to testify the attack- not a single soul had the courage to do a thing. Not even make a simple minute long call to the police. Genovese was stabbed multiple times within at least a 20 minute period, soon after stabbing her the murderer proceeded to rape her. Until she was dead.
“The most chilling part is that once she reached the back building, she was lying there for several minutes calling her help.” Genovese even managed to plead out “It’s Kitty! I’m stabbed! Help me!” but not a voice she heard, and not a single call was placed.
Now years later the question still lingers as to why on earth did not a single living capable human do a thing? Some say the psychological reason where people naturally expect someone else to react, leaving it as some one else’s job, excluding theirselves from the situation.
Despite all the possible claims that could counteract with the lack of response to the screams calling for help, where was the courage?
Fear must’ve taken control, mortified, just about all of us would naturally be. But to be courageous, you’d hope that at least 1/38 people would humanly hold some level of courage.
Courageous: what were slowly forgetting to characterize ourselves along with others as.
That frankly mortifies me.
I guess I’ll have to do something, anything, about it.
One Of Many 
I like the way you use your dialogue! Your vocabulary is great and I can hear your voice reach out of the blog post but maybe use a little more complex language. Good job!