Somebody has to Stand Up

Third Person's POV:

Darkness reflected back at her as she stared at the entrance of a building. Unfortunate for her it was the very building she had to enter.

No matter, she could always whip out her phone and turn the flash light on, the trusty flash light that won't flicker and die when she needed it most, like how they show in the movies.

Double unfortunate for her when she found her phone to be completely drained of batteries.

Huffing out of frustration, on her bad luck and her own clumsiness for not charging her phone she realized she still had something to save the day for her and spare her from walking into the clutches of dark. Darkness being the one thing she always feared.

Disturbance and hooting sounds diverted her attention to the end of the alley. She saw a handful of rough looking guys trashing through the over filling dumpsters and littering cardboard boxes.

It seemed like they were looking for something. As one of them moved a little more aggressively than the others; she could swear she saw the dreading glint of a gun nestled behind his jacket under the waistband of his jeans.

Ok time to go, she thought as she swiftly took her camera and turned on the filming option that immediately lit the flash light on, effectively illuminating her way as she entered the building and hurriedly took the stairs in order to reach her destination.

She will simply have to edit this extra part out of her interview footage, later. But right now it's better to not stay on the streets outside.

The quicker she gets this interview done the better. She was not having a good feeling about tonight, already.

She found the conditions here worse than they were outside. People are suffering under the biased systems of this society. The so called system seemed to have only been fair to those with money and power, more than just fair, in fact, in favor.

One of these days somebody has to stand up and finally say, enough.

The thought made her scoff bitterly. She knows she's far from that person. She could barely help herself let alone be able to take on such an enormous feat.

Besides what can she do to change the ways of this crumbling society that's been following on the same faulty steps of its precedent's slanderous traditions, for years far before than even her grand-grand-parents were born.

What can someone as small, as insignificant and as lacking in any kind of power as her, could do to alter even the miniscule part of something as anciently corrupt as the ways of this world.

Where her thoughts made her upset in worry for the innocents that suffer because of these dire conditions, another thought arising from her previous one gave her some semblance of hope.

Maybe that's it; maybe it is not for one person to change it all for the better.