There are only two marks our life has, the date we are born and the day we die. And why not make every moment worthy to fulfill our greatest dreams in life rather than putting ourselves in despair of not getting up in the dust? It's only a matter o...
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Heading back home with the box of my stuff from the office in my hand is crazy. I never thought I would accept the crazy idea of my boss and I'm not sure if he really thinks that this is a good thing for me.
Upon growing up, I don't want to settle on a specific thing and I want to be spontaneous as much as possible but when life struck me so hard that I wouldn't able to fix my goddamn life. I've always had setbacks and fears of what might coming for me. There's a lot of hesitations in my head. I have a dream but I set it aside because I have a responsibility.
I stare at the cheque in my hand and I couldn't believe that I'm holding a huge amount of money. It's like I don't deserve it, but I definitely do. I want to think that some people might need the money and I just have to find another job so I could pay my own bills, but what about myself? Is it always gonna be them first before me?
If I choose myself, it's gonna be selfish, but if I choose their needs then there's no problem. I don't have to deal with any problem anymore, but the cost of it was my happiness. The thing that should keep me going.
I'm hesitating. I'm trying to process everything now, but with all these crazy ideas going on in my head, there's definitely something worth doing.
I can't help to think about what to do with this money. This is so much for me and I know I can share it with anyone else. Keeping it for myself might be good, but it could really help the ones who needed it.
But on the other side, I've been stuck in that office for years and my salary only goes to some stuff I need or to my parents. I'm juggling the thought because I wanted to experience to travel the world, meet new people, and stop being a coward. I want to chase the fear inside of me and now that I have the money to do the things I wasn't able to do before, maybe this could be the start of something new for me.
Maybe, this was really the sign for me to get out of my comfort zone.
I left the box on the top of my table and jumped on my head with the check in my hand. I could encash it now or tomorrow as prepared myself to travel, but then a phone call took my attention and it's one of my relatives. I reached out to my phone and answered the call.
"Heather?" It's my uncle.
"Already speaking to you, uncle."
"Good, good. I really needed to talk to you."
"Oh...okay. What this is all about?"
"Uh... I don't know how to say this, but I've already gone to ask your mom—my sister, of course. I thought I could borrow some money and she told me you could lend me then I'll pay you soon enough if I found a job."
I looked at the check-in in my hand. I know it's too much for me and he actually could have more of it. I know that my uncle just got fired from his job, but I know that was three months ago and he just broke up with his fiancée so I guess that's kind of a big deal for him.
"Heather? What do you think?"
"Ah, uncle... Uhm... I..."
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What do you think Heather should do?
GO TO to the following parts if you say:
YES – Lend him some money. Don't be selfish!
NO – She'll keep the money for herself and lied to her uncle.
