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"I can't go in that building." Her husband said "My whole life has been here and soon it will all be gone. I'm staying here were we belong, even if it kills me." "What about your daughter?" The woman said. "She needs you and I can't do this on my own. I have lost everything just as well as you have. "I can't. I'm so sorry." He pulled his wife in for a kiss and a hug, but she resisted. He moved towards his daughter, who was asleep in her mothers arms, and gave her a kiss on her little, blonde head. "Don't, please," the woman begged. He backed away. "I hope one day you realize what you are leaving behind. And that all of this isn't worth it." "So, what we are we supposed to do just die out there when we have a chance to live?" Each word that came out trembled as she realized that her husband would be dead in a few hours, and he was okay with that. What about what they had right now, a wife and a child that were still alive and healthy. Everything that was out there didn't matter, it was basically rubble and ash now. "If what took thousands of years to create mattered to you, you would?" "It created a war," the woman spat, bitterly. "And everything that you have in there will create one too. Just because you are safe there now, doesn't mean future generations will be too. Power and confinement will one day be too much. We would be better out there, dying getting what we deserve, instead of running away from the mess that we created." He shook his head, slightly, and the look on his face changed from certainty to doubt. He was scared. "You all are cowards. You are hiding from the truth, but you can only hide for so long. The truth only hurts when you want to believe a lie." _______________ *****AUTHOR'S NOTE***** I HAVE NOT THOUGHT OF A DESCRIPTION YET, SO I DECIDED TO USE A PASSAGE FROM THE BOOK!
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