Choices (standard:Flash, 93 words)
Author: Cyrano	Added: Jun 07 2006	Views/Reads: 3701/0	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Two different worlds collide with tragic consequences

Another winter night on an open road, I'm homeless, cold, and hungry. In
the distance, a lamp paints yellow in the windows. I'm not like you; I 
have no moral obligation to live under your laws. It is not a matter of 
weakness or strength, only choice. I am a brute: do what you must. 

It was a winter night. Snow blanketed the pathway that quieted his
arrival. When the glass shattered, I unhooked the safety catch and 
fired. The law gives me that right. This winter night he made a bad 
choice. 


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