Crossroads

Life isn't supposed to be easy or simple or even fair. As you grow up you quickly learn the truth about the world outside. It's not as nice and cosy as your mother makes you think. In the real world no one cares about your opinion or your feelings, they honestly don't give a shit about you. As you get older you realise this and many other things about life.

You've had a pretty crap childhood. Your mother died while you were still young, but she did the best she could for you while she was alive. After your mother's death, your father wanted nothing to do with you so he shipped you off to the shrine where your grandfather lives. As a result of your fathers behaviour you no longer trust men . . . or people in general for that matter.

As you approach the age of maturity you reach a crossroad in your life. That's the point where you realise there are two possible roads your life could take. As you stand there at the crossroads contemplating which path you intend to take, you look back on your life. You look back at all the crossroads that have brought you here, the ones where you made conscious decisions to follow a path and the ones you didn't even realise you took. The times where you stood alone and the times you let others push you in directions not your own. You wonder where your life would be if at one of those crossroads you'd made a different decision, taken a different path. Where would you be now? Who would you be now?

As you contemplate your life, and the decisions you've made and slowly, you realise that there really was no one event, no single crossroad that has defined you. It's all a culmination of moments and choices and decisions. Ones you've made for yourself and ones you've let others make for you.

Looking at this newest fork in the road you decide that you will not let anyone make decisions for you anymore. You will not let them define who you are or what you will become. You are you, and you follow your own path, wherever it may lead you, even if sometimes you have to carve your own trail.

So as you stare death in the face you head off, knowing that this is the path you want to take. This is not of destinies choosing but your own, to ensure the survival of the planet. You will give up your own life to ensure her survival, and you will give it not because you must but because it is the path you have chosen.

A searing pain tears through your body you smile because you are proud of the choice you make even as you body falls limply and the world around you begins to fade.

A bright light shines, pulling you towards it, you do not resist. Paradise is your reward.

The END

Disclaimer: I unfortunately do not own Sailor Moon. It belongs to its respective owner, which is not me.

A/N: My first attempt at a second person story. Thought I'd give it a try.

A/N: All reviews are welcome and appreciated.