Personal Narrative: Why I Didn T Help

I am going to talk about a time that I didn’t help someone, and why I chose not to, the consequences that occurred do to my choice to not be involved, and the repercussion that I suffered from it. There are various reasons why I chose not to help. I will break down three of those reasons, and I will explain to you the specific situation that I found myself in, and if my quick decision that I mad was worth it, and was it the right choice. We all have been wrong or misjudged a situation, I am going to share with you my experience.
Have you ever been put in a situation that you get butterflies from how nervous you are? Because that’s the kind of situation I was brought upon. My friend had asked me for a favor, the kind of favor that you can get in a lot of trouble for. He has been my friend since elementary school, yet me, and him were never close. But he asks me to pick something up for him, while he had to take care of something. He said he would cut me off, but I didn’t want to get in trouble.
So, I though quick, and decided on the fact that I wasn’t going to help him. I knew what it was that I had to pick up and did not want to get involved. I lied to him, and told him that I had to go to the hospital I had a family member I had to see. I lied no family member of mine was currently staying at any hospital. He was a little disappointed as he expected me to just go through with something this big for him as if we were best friends.
I am not going to lie I felt bad for not helping him but I have to think about the outcome. I have a family that works too hard for me to have a future. To just throw it all away and lose their trust for something that really isn’t worth it. He was mad, and he said that its ok he will get someone else to the job for him, and I said alright good luck and be careful. I went home and hung out with my family that night as I was watching the walking dead on demand since my father wasn’t here to see the previous episode on Sunday. I look over to my phone and I go on twitter and I see everyone talking about the friend that had asked me to do the favor and help him. And he had been jumped and arrested. Since I wasn’t there to help him pick up “merchandise” on time. The customers were furious and took action amongst themselves and he was beaten up badly. The other kid when he was on his way to get the delivery, the cops had already know about this going on and no one could have informed him. And he was about to run himself into a wall of police officers.
I knew my friend that his name will remain unknown, was into things like this but never in mind crossed the fact that he was in so deep.
And while I was super ecstatic at my choice to not help him, I felt bad when my other friend that did the job for him was pulled over due to the information given to the cops and he was caught with a lot. And he didn’t get in as much trouble if I wasn’t know that the other kid was in charge of the deal. But still it was bad for him and he did time, and his parents had to post a very expensive bail for him. That could have been me, and my parents would have killed me. As I see all of this on my twitter time line my phone starts to ring and I freeze in shock and I am scared. Turns out to be a family member my 2nd cousin Chris had just been rushed to the hospital and his family didn’t know what had happened so in my head I am thinking this Is what I get for lying about having a family member in the hospital. It has not been a good day at
all.
While I didn’t go thru with my friends request to help him was the right choice, I didn’t handle it correctly and lied about the reason why I couldn’t do it. Sometimes you have to face things straight on, even if in the moment it hurts more, or causes a friendship to be in jeopardy. I have to think about the overall outcome and what will be caused do to my decision, make sure to think about it toughly and think to your self is this worth it and be honest when you answer. Not helping your friend isn’t always wrong.