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"So, are you done thinking?" The sentence came through, but the meaning didn't. "It's simple realy, one of the
two, it doesn't matter, just pick" Of course it was simple, it was the easiest choice you could imagine, both
would end in a similar fashion so why the doubt right? At least, that's what I thought, but my mind was in
turmoil, it didn't want to make this choice, it wanted to take secret option number three, but that just wasn't
possible.

"I-" My thoughts went blank as my heart increased it's beats per minute. "I choose option one, please." Why did
I say please? Like I wanted option one to happen, like it was something I very much desired. My shaking hands told me
other wise, they told me I would've rather just opened that door and run untill my legs would break under the strain.
"Of course, I hope you're ready" The man said as he strapped me to a wheelchair and guided me outside.

A man wearing black joined along, talking about things I didn't care about. The people standing around us while
we strolled through that hallway shouted and screamed, some even fell down in laughter, I geuss my situation must've
been funny to some, I suppose I could understand that, better me then them right? A woman opened the door and beckoned
us to come inside. The man took me out of the wheelchair an sat me down into a different chair. "I hope you're comfortable,
it'll be over in a flash" Her words sounded comforting, but they were just her attempt to disguise her disdain for
me and the situation I was in.

After a not too long wait the man spoke. "Anything you want to say?" Of course there's something I wanted to say,
the things I wanted to say were so plentifull they could've filled a book, but none would have had any meaning
cause they'd fall on deaf ears. The only thing I could think of, the only thing I could bring myself to say was a
sentence that showed my misery, my fear and my hurt, but it stood with pride and echoed throughout the minds of those
that heard it. "Mother, I'll finally see you again" was what he heard me say, right before he pulled the switch.

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"So, are you done thinking?" The sentence came through, but the meaning didn't. "It's simple realy, one of the
two, it doesn't matter, just pick" Of course it was simple, it was the easiest choice you could imagine, both
would end in a similar fashion so why the doubt right? At least, that's what I thought, but my mind was in
turmoil, it didn't want to make this choice, it wanted to take secret option number three, but that just wasn't
possible.

"I-" My thoughts went blank as my heart increased it's beats per minute. "I choose option one, please." Why did
I say please? Like I wanted option one to happen, like it was something I very much desired. My shaking hands told me
other wise, they told me I would've rather just opened that door and run untill my legs would break under the strain.
"Of course, I hope you're ready" The man said as he strapped me to a wheelchair and guided me outside.

A man wearing black joined along, talking about things I didn't care about. The people standing around us while
we strolled through that hallway shouted and screamed, some even fell down in laughter, I geuss my situation must've
been funny to some, I suppose I could understand that, better me then them right? A woman opened the door and beckoned
us to come inside. The man took me out of the wheelchair an sat me down into a different chair. "I hope you're comfortable,
it'll be over in a flash" Her words sounded comforting, but they were just her attempt to disguise her disdain for
me and the situation I was in.

After a not too long wait the man spoke. "Anything you want to say?" Of course there's something I wanted to say,
the things I wanted to say were so plentifull they could've filled a book, but none would have had any meaning
cause they'd fall on deaf ears. The only thing I could think of, the only thing I could bring myself to say was a
sentence that showed my misery, my fear and my hurt, but it stood with pride and echoed throughout the minds of those
that heard it. "Mother, I'll finally see you again" was what he heard me say, right before he pulled the switch.