What Choice? 100 words by jusylee72
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The director sat at a table, behind him five guards. "There is one more task." On the right side of the room was a small boy, the left - my daughter, behind - a mother holding her child. "You have three bullets. Shoot the child on the right or we will kill your daughter." I make my choice. I shoot the director and two of his guards. The three guards shoot me. No heart shot, no mercy, my arm, both legs. They shoot my daughter. Bleeding, slowly dying, I ask, "The right decision?" "Your turn," they say to the woman behind me.
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