Pick and Choose
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Last published Sun, Jan 1, 2017
There are plenty of reasons why they chose me. Maybe it was the fact that I was a natural leader. Or perhaps it was because I had a love hate relationship with discipline. And I always have been a people person. But there are so many reason they shouldn't have, like the fact that I would have much rather have died with the others. But here I am, surrounded by my own choices.
Who knew that five questions would change the world.
Kennedy's life was perfect... well perfectly fine but still it was safe, it was stable. Little did she know that by the end of the evening she would be surrounded by six other leaders with their followers surrounding them. The downside... there was nobody else. In an attempt from the government to keep the human race alive they took in six teenagers who they considered 'perfect specimen of the human race' sat them down and ask them to pick five people to save. These teenagers would be the ones to continue the human race. Who would you choose or would you even be choosing at all?
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