Making a Choice

  Since this is the most difficult journal that I've ever written, I spent lots of time thinking what should I choose. Lingering among "killing three people" or "die together", I couldn't decide whether I should be selfish or kind; because everyone has his or her own life, own family, and people who love them very much would grieve the loss of them. If I choose to kill people in order to survive, I would feel sorry and being uncomfortable for my rest of life. Therefore, I would rather choose to die together. Although I knew that people didn't want to die without achieving their dreams and goals, dying together seems another kind of taste. However, it still depend on who you die together. If it was the last moment that I was alive, I would reminiscence the beautiful things in my life, whether a miss out of  smile, persistence of accomplishing goals, or the warmth of supporting and encouragement. I might lose something that I felt regretful and miss a bunch of things in the future that are exciting and interesting; however, I could forget all of the pain and tears in my life, looking forward for my next life and dying peacefully with so many friends. Anyhow, I still didn't want to die if there is a chance of living.