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I watched as Maria crumpled to the ground; tears streaming down her face and her weapon of choice in her hand. Blood dripped off its tip into the small pools surrounding her. She had been fighting for her life, killing the people she believed to be her friends, protecting us when we should have been protecting her. Her time had come; she had to make her choice. Right now in this exact moment we had to hear her decision. Would she choose me or my best friend? We waited patiently for her answer; our lives hanging in the balance as she came to terms with her actions and everything she had ever known. Her eyes were wide; staring into the unknown of her own mind. Her hand twitched from the heavy weight of her sword. She turned it around so the tip was facing her as she inspected the object. “I can’t choose. I’m so sorry.” She whispered as she plunged the sword into her blood stained chest effectively ending her life.

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