(See two previous posts)
When I think of these events, I feel guilt. I cannot move or get anything done.
I stare out of the window.
If I had been more careful, my sister would never have been attacked.
I feel that I was stupid, and reckless.
After all, I know well what people are capable of.
But I did take the risk. I accompanied my sister in public, and she knew the backlash.