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I reluctantly took the knife from the hooded man, my hand shaking vigorously.

I know, really stupid decision.

But I knew that either way, somebody was gonna die.

And I did not want that person to be me.

My knees wobbled and shook, and I nearly toppled over. My heart pounded in my ears. My head throbbed with fear. Every step I took felt heavier than the last.

     “I'm so sorry..." I told the unconscious man, tears pooling in my eyes. And then it was over. Just like that.

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