[The red scarf rests neatly folded on a table. Emin sits at a desk. She twirls a pen with her left hand.]
Emin: I had a nervous breakdown in class today. I was so unsure of what to do.
[She rests her head on her hand. And props her upper body up with her right arm.]
Emin: I hate it when people ask me to make decisions. Why do I have to decide?
[Her pen twirls in her hand and she watches it in an absent minded manner.]
Emin: I can never decide.
[Pause.]
Emin: On anything. I'm never sure.
[Sigh.]
Emin: About everything.
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Unsure.
RandomHave you ever been unsure? Emin is unsure. She doesn't know what to do with her life. An ongoing story about living without regrets and making decisions. CLOSED.
