The Hardest Choice by: Kyle Hammock

I slowly started to retreat to my dark, looming, abandon fortress, as I started to cry because I did not take heed of the teller's tragic fortune. I slowly walked in, only for me to slump on my throne as I went through every mistake I made. I remembered, how much sadness I caused because I slaughter everyone I known. I silently said "no." remembering that an evil spirits is what killed my love ones. I remember my friend, Knuckles dying in my arms as my evil persona ended his life, then my brother, Tails. I remember my evil side roasting him alive and eating him down to the bone, finally, my love, Amy who was slayed by me … me… I sighed and started to load my .38 special smith and Wesson as I felt the present of guilt. I started to cry, and said "this is my yang and I'm his yin." The evil spirit said "what too much suffering for ya?" I replied "one can't coexist with out the other, but in exchange for freedom, it will cost the most valuable thing…..life." I pointed the loaded gun to my head and said "now if I go, you go!" I pulled the trigger and heard a loud bang and then nothing. I laid there unmoving as a red crimson escapes my wound. I smiled one more time before I fell in to the darkness abyss. I said "my life was full of guilt, sadness and despair, but is replaced with happiness and freedom." I see the bright light and said "I'm home."