The Choice

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She stands alone in the field, except for her guardian.  A crisp fall breeze ruffles her skirt as she stares at the choices before her.  He places a cold hand on her shoulder.

“The time is now, young one.  Have you made your decision?”

She stares at the three doors, a different future awaiting her behind each one.  She’d come of age last week, but she had prepared for this day her entire life.

She looks to her guardian, suddenly terrified, and nods slowly.

She steps forward, reaches for her chosen door, and steps through, leaving her past behind forever.


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