Decide Novels & Stories

Today I walked in decided. Decided was a different state entirely. Preparation meant you were ready for what you had planned for. Decided meant you were ready for everything else too. It meant you had settled something in yourself that planning could not settle — the question underneath the question, the one that asked not whether you had built well but whether you were willing to stand in what you had built regardless of what came through the door. I was willing.

I looked at Callum across the table. He looked back. 'Seven am. That's it then. That's the decision.' "Seven am," Callum said. His voice was steady. Completely steady. The voice he had when he'd finished deciding and was on the other side of it. Simone confirmed. The call ended. The kitchen was very quiet. The decision sat between us on the table like something physical. Something with weight and shape and the specific quality of things that couldn't be untaken once they were taken.

She seemed very pleased with Ace’s decision to let me decide. “That’s an excellent idea! You’re such a genius…” Elizabeth complimented Ace before she clapped her hands louder than before. “No…I…I mean…I can’t decide something so important as this…” I denied in a shaky voice as I struggled to find the right words. “It’s precisely because it is so important that I want you to make a decision about this,” Ace stated with confidence while Elizabeth nodded her head in agreement. “I don’t think…” I began protesting again but Ace shook his head at me to silence me before I could go on.

Valerie Hernandez Deciding something is not easy. Especially when we decide something in our life. One wrong move, our life will be a mess. We eventually will hate ourselves and kept asking ourselves why did I decided to do that? Before we decide something that will make a change in our life, we need to contemplate and think through it. We just don’t act impulsively, however I did, and I don’t know if I regret it or not. "Earth to Valerie, are you with me?" I blinked my eyes a couple of times. "Yeah, I’m here."

Tomo said. "Okay let us narrow this down Into options and we would all vote. The option that has the highest vote is what we would go ahead with. One thing you must acknowledge is if your opinion don't have enough vote, let it slide and know that it is beyond my power," I said. They all gulped down their salivas, it was the decision making time they had to be aware that their decisions will shape Iceland as a nation. "We now have four options rather than three so listen carefully.

"The decision was mine to make. Waiting for you to make it would have been me not doing my job." She held her daughter's gaze. She thought about Dorin saying: it wasn't your decision. About the specific deliberate practice of letting decisions belong to the person who had standing to make them. "Yes," she said. "That's right." Mira nodded. She looked at Carr. "Your assessment?" she said.

The kitchen was quiet. You have said opposite things, Olivia said. Yes, Priya said. Deliberately, Maya said. Because it is a real decision, Priya said. Real decisions look different from every angle. I can see you going and it being right. I can also see you staying and it being right. What I cannot see is either of you deciding it from the outside. She leaned forward. What I am certain about is this. Whatever you decide, you decide it together, with every part on the table,

I would much rather live and get out of here, with my hallucinations or not. I love to make bad decisions, don’t I. “I mean, answers would be nice for a start. Then maybe we can talk about getting rid of these dreams,” I supply, trying not to make my positions obvious, if Thought happens to be telling the truth, and isn’t violating my privacy at this very moment.

After all they had been through, I decided that they deserved their happy ending, I don't want any fictional character's curse on my head. Alex's character is meant to send this message to everyone, just be yourself, if it's meant to be, it will be.

looking at me for the first time since he arrived. Everyone gasped at the revelation while I wanted the ground to swallow me whole right there, I can’t look at their judging gaze and looked at the ground instead. I’m not proud of breaking someone's hard but what did they want me to do? Date them both? I will be judged whatever decision I take in my life, now I’m accused of breaking his heart even though they know that one of them was going to be rejected and if I had decided to not do that then I would’ve been called a slut.