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Compicated Decisions
Life is and always will be full of complicated decisions that you will have to make in your life. That’s just how we get through it, depending on the decisions you make out how your life will turn out for a little while. Everyone has had that one decision that they will remember there whole life. Even if it ends up changing, you will most likely always have one. Not a lot of people have this decision but it is possible that even you have had this problem at one point. An important decision that I have made is whether or not to listen to the voice or to just keep going on with my boring life.
It was many years ago, and I was just going on my evening stroll. I always like me evening stroll cause no matter how chaotic life got I could always look forward to the sweet bliss of silence. Now I know that this could sound a little dramatic but being a teenage girl hyped up on all of these new hormones that I have not had before, everything was crazy and harder to understand. So everything is just becoming so hard to handle, my mom understood so she always let me go on my stroll. But this was a stroll that I might not forget for a very long time, had I known that before then I would have skipped this particular evening stroll.
After dinner I had gotten all of my homework done and I felt stressed so like I did every night. I got my shorts on, my tennis shoes, a small/short jacket, and I put my head phones in then headed off. Once I’m outside of my house in the brisk chill of summer night air, I look up at the sky to see that it was a clear night. I go left, right, right at the second stop sign, and then out to the open field. That’s where they were, my friends and I had convinced our parents that we need to go out on walks, and really we would go out into this open field, where we had a little club house like thing (an old shed that we had fixed up we found it bran new and we asked around the owner had died and no one cared about the field anymore so we kind of “clamed” it). It wasn’t much but it was comfy; kind of small but there was only like three of us. So the three of us were there and we talked/ranted on about life and our parents and even others (of course we did we are only kids) and we played around like little children cause no one can tell us to do there wise.
As we were playing and running around we started to hear something. It sounded like well it sounded like screams. But not fun one no, these, these screams were screams of horror. Then the screaming started to get louder, it hadn’t seen us. Once it did it started to ask for help. Not long the after it started to ask for help we finally saw it, we also saw the pick-up truck not too far behind her. We didn’t know what to do we couldn’t really see her; so the choose was to just go on as like nothing happened or to listen to the voice. We decided that this girl needs help so that’s what we did we told her to come down to where we were and had her hide in the shed/club house thing. The pick-up didn’t see her come out way but once the pick-up truck driver saw us he got out of his truck and came our way. I didn’t know what to do, I just froze. One of my other friends had gone in the shed/club house to help the girl, my other friend and I were just stunted, our feet felt as though they were glued to the spot, and out throats were like the Sahara desert. The man had only walked about three meters from his truck before we saw and heard the siren of the police car, the man did too, and he started to run back to his car. It was too late the cops were so close; he could have seen them in their car. Two shots rang in the air, the man fell.
The man had been on the run for kidnaping, raping, and murdering girls from around the age of 15-23. They said it was a good thing that we did that day; no one will be hurt be him anymore. They also said that they were proud, they were proud of the decision that we made. We saved that girl, and that’s what matters most. So that was the defiantly that most difficult decision that I have ever had to make, and will most likely always be the biggest.

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