The Only Choice

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Arriving at the beach, she reflected on her life. Nothing seemed to distract her – the warm breeze, the tidal waves or the noisy pelicans – none of them. It was a fairly beautiful day but not for Amaya. She couldn’t care less.

Her life choices had always been made for her. She never got to choose. This was a new territory for her – of having a choice. Scared to the core, thinking about what will happen next, has left her completely baffled.

Now if only she could ascertain whether to go back to the life of petty crime or to surrender herself for the murder she never committed. Tough first choice.

Choice to save herself or the person who has been controlling her life since forever.

Deep in thoughts, she was staring into nothingness of the horizon. Suddenly her chain of thoughts were disrupted by a cute german shepherd, who came looking for its frisbee which got stuck in the branches of a big tree standing tall behind the rocks.

For a minute, Amaya forgot all about her tensions and started petting the canine. “Hey big guy! What are you doing here? Go play near the water.” Pointing to the frisbee, the dog communicated what it wanted. Amaya got the frisbee, looked at the happy go lucky dog, kissed him goodbye and threw the frisbee as far as she could.

Just as she watched the german shepherd bounce toward the flying saucer, carefree, enjoying the moment, she got up, held her head high with determination and with a big smile on her face, she took the first step toward her freedom.


Monday’s Finish The Story. The challenge was to start the story with the given sentence and photo; finishing the story in 100-150 words. Second attempt. Sorry for exceeding the word limit, got carried away!Β Thanks for reading! ❀

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