Decide Novels & Stories

Her actions had put her in this situation, and she was afraid that she might unintentionally harm me if she continued to do things her way. "You seem really down today, huh?" I said, giving her cheeks a playful pinch to try to cheer her up. "Let me tell you something." As she looked at me expectantly, I continued, "Imagine you have a pair of well-branded sneakers that you've worn for a long time. It seems that the left pair starts to show more wear and tear than the right. It's always tripping you up and getting dirtier faster. Meanwhile, the right pair remains in good condition. One day, while walking down the street, you notice that the left shoe is critically damaged. It's still holding t

Your enjoy life But do not forget work To enhance your worth To be of high worth Love life Recite You repeat You rejoice I know you can climb You will rise You are meant for rise So you decide Choose just life Not end of life Choose life Choose life You repeat You recite You memorise Your choice of life Memory is blessing It’s all on you How you use it right Repeat Self rejoin Self rejoin I know it nurtures It decides Come climb Come climb heights We will be more eager More loving More confident in life More confident about life This is right This is right Do not repeat plight To repeat is not always right You forget past plight

“Let’s see what choice do we have tonight ....” He said this like I do have a choice. I don’t. “Nah, I’m good,” I decline. “Just pick yours.” Ad sends me a look I don’t want to describe. “Man, I’m—” “If you want to say you’re sorry, thank you, but I don’t need it.” I cut him off. “I knew what I’m doing,” I tell him and have a sip of my drink. I secretly tell it to myself too. Because after this morning? It needs all the reminders it can get.

____________________________________________________ "Should I believe what I see , Or should I believe what I hear. Should I judge a book by it's cover, Or should I read 100s of pages to be fair. Let me collect evidences to what I hear, Let me confirm what I see is real. Then will I decide what is just , Then will I decide what is fair.

“Of course it did.” Cassandra didn’t interrupt. Because this was expected. Elena answered again. “Consequence is the result of action.” She typed. CONSEQUENCE = IMPACT OF DECISION ACROSS SYSTEM. The system processed. Faster this time. Because this was something it understood. Then another message. ALL DECISIONS HAVE CONSEQUENCE. Victor nodded slightly. “Yes.” Elena confirmed. “Yes.” A pause. Then the system asked WHAT LIMITS CHOICE? Silence. Because that was the real question.

“Define decide.” “I offer protections,” he said. “You accept, refuse, or modify. If there’s imminent danger—man-with-knife imminent, not what-if imminent—I reserve the right to act first and explain second. Otherwise, I ask first. I don’t track you without permission. I don’t show up uninvited. I don’t use the bond as an excuse to read your mind or your mood when you’ve asked for privacy. And if I get it wrong, you say so, and I fix it.”

The first time doubt had crept into his voice. I looked at him carefully, choosing my words. "Then you will need to decide what to do with that truth." "How?" he asked, his voice breaking. "How do I decide?" "By asking her. Go inside. Look at her. Talk to her. And let her tell you herself." He swallowed hard, his throat working. "And if she lies?" "Then you will know because you know her. You know how she sounds when she tells the truth. And you know how she sounds when she lies."

Jesse leaned beside him. “To what?”Marcus pointed.“To the idea that something is adapting to them.”That loop changed everything.Everlyn watched a live discussion from one of the largest councils.A woman stood in front of a crowd, speaking clearly:“If something is influencing us, then we need to make our decisions harder to predict.”The crowd murmured.Then nodded.Another voice added,“Disagree more. Not less.”

he said. I let out a small breath. “That’s not what he is,” I said. “That’s what he will be,” Adrian replied. “Because this doesn’t last.” “You don’t get to decide that,” I said. He watched me for a moment, then continued. “I don’t need to decide,” he said. “It’s already decided by everything around you.” “That’s not how I see it,” I said. “That’s because you’re choosing not to,” he replied. I shook my head slightly.

The word came out with the flat certainty of someone who has decided that the answer to that question is yes regardless of what her body is currently reporting, because the alternative is not an option she is willing to consider. They moved.