Hidup Itu Pilihan Novels & Stories

"These are the paths you choose. The people you decide to get attached to. That's what determines your death. And as much as I tried to avoid... The ending is always the same. And the end of this story... It tends to be the same as all other centuries.” "Do you say I'm going to die one way or another? "I asked, and whoever listened wouldn't say that I was talking about my own life, but about the weather forecast. "I say you need to choose to save yourself," he said, and raised his eyes to mine. The fingers stopped playing with my hand, and went up to my face. "When the moment comes, my light, choose your life, and no one else's. Remember that. Your life can change everything. Choose to live,

“Now.” The pressure in the room became unbearable. Sarah’s lungs felt crushed. She fought harder against the ropes, her teeth gnashing against the tape. Her body shook with the desperate need to make her voice heard. James’s face crumbled. He ran a hand over his head, his voice barely holding together. “Take me instead. Take my life if it will save them.” The leader chuckled darkly. “You want to die for them? Easy words. But that is not the game. One must go free. The other does not. Choose.”

"So what do you want now?" Their leader, the one who had been speaking till now, said with a predatory smile. "What? The house? Where will I go with my children if the house is gone?" "I don't think that is any of our concern." He said. "No. I can't give you the house. Please. I have two small children. If they have no roof over their head then how will they survive?" "How street kids do." "No." Yonnah shouted as she stood up. "Please. Please please spare us. Pleas....."

And then his words, the ones that somehow stuck to my mind that I just couldn’t shake off no matter how hard I tried. “You don’t have to be sad. A mate is said to be what is chosen for you, but in the end, you can always be free to tread and choose the person who you want to spend the rest of your life with. No gods, no bonds to dictate your life. Just… you. Make your own choice.” Those words had felt strange at first. But somehow, the way he said it, it made sense. Should we really be bound to the people chosen for us? Should we revolve our life to that one person that’s said that can make us whole?

Pain that he has to endure, struggle that he has to survive. But Amara thinks otherwise. For her, what people does is what people choose. Whenever a person is face with a situation, he will also be faced with a choice. Do the right thing, even though it's hard, or choose what's wrong, especially if it's easy. Just like her. Through the course of her life, Amara was faced with many decisions.

Viewers who stumbled into the stream started spamming the comments. [There's zero safety out there. Who's responsible if something happens?] [These parents are way too relaxed. I can't believe they'd let their kids go somewhere like that!] [These straight-A kids have guts. That branch just missed that boy's head by a few feet.] Even Megan, who usually favored Terry, sounded shaken now. "There are only ten minutes left. You're our school's best shot at sending someone to a top-tier college." Right then, a scream exploded from Hayley's livestream.

She said, sniffing between words. "No, don't say that; you have everything to live for. You…" "I have nothing to leave for!" She interupted. "Do you know how it feels not to make your own choices, and have the freedom you deserve? Do you know how it feels to lose the only person who understands you the most? Do you know how it feels to be banned from being with the one person that your heart yields for? If you do, you won't be telling me this right now." She wailed.

"Identity isn't what you're born with. It's not biology. It's not genetics. It's not automatic inheritance. Identity is what you choose. Who you decide to become. What you make of the raw materials you're given. That's everything." "Some of us are born into good families. Supportive. Loving. Safe. Some of us aren't. Some of us have to find family. Build family. Choose family. I'm in the second category. I was born to one family. I found another. Both are real. But only one is truly mine. The one I chose. The one that chose me."

He wanted to be with Ciara and he made his choice, like almost every other damn person in my life. He had a choice and he made it. And even though I am, I shouldn’t be bummed that that choice didn’t happen to be me.

But he still stood calmly like a still rock at the bottom of the ocean. "But we are very picky. We wanted to pay the price without restricting our freedom. It has to be something we have chosen. We can't choose the Grim Reaper's vicious execution so we chose our own way. Although I think the pain in reaching Nirvana was a lot more than the Grim Reaper's umbrella. But we are still willing to face it even if we are not sure if we can achieve it. We are rather conflicting beings, right?" "But that's what makes you guys more 'alive'. You have a choice and you choose that. At least you got to choose your own ending." Jia commented.