When I was 13 I had to make a choice, I was basically held in the woods for almost a week, my life was felt being drained it of me as I lay face down in the dirt. The man simply looked at me and said,
"It's either you make the choice or I make it for you little boy"
I'm faced with the choice to either jump off of a ledge or watch a girl burn alive, I didn't know her in person... But I knew that she had a long life ahead of her. And she looked no older than maybe 10 or 11. So I did what I had to do. I dropped down and grabbed his feet with the my untied legs and drop him off the cliff but he decided to take me too. I managed to hook the rope around my wrist to part of a tree first. But as I tripped him, he dropped his cigarette. So the house caught on fire. After dislocating my left shoulder I pulled myself up and used a piece of glass to cut the rope relocated my shoulder. I ran into the house and looked for the girl. After finding her on the floor in tact with a pulse I picked her up and ran her out, my leg caught on fire and my longs were filled with smoke, but I didn't stop till I knew she was safe, I still have a scar on my back and leg from it all. I died due to intoxicated lungs (Lungs filled with toxic material). The doctors spent 17 minutes pumping clear air into my lungs before they knew I was dead, i was on that table for around 30 minutes before I woke up gasping for clean air.

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I Will Go On
Non-fictieThis is my story about many times I have died and had to keep going. I will not give up.