Looking back now, maybe the choice I made wasn't the best.
Nobody knows how they're all going to turn out – everyone I'm saving by doing this, I mean. Perhaps I could of done the world a favor by letting them die. Like I said, nobody knows.
But I have this nagging feeling that I did the wrong thing. I might just be feeling selfish, but what I'm telling myself could be true.
There's a chance that I could of gone on to be something great ; somebody that was worth a lot to this world.
I need to quit thinking like I am. I can't go back now, can't undo all of this. I've decided my own fate and now I have my regrets.
In a few seconds, I won't have the ability to dwell upon this. It'll be over and I can no longer wish that I hadn't done what I did.