Weekend Writing Prompt #12 – Indecision
The lone sign post indicating the place of my onward journey stood rooted to the ground.
It pointed out to the right direction. What option should I have to choose? And why? I was
staring at the strange crossroads of my life.
The tranquil countryside could not tame the reverberations nay the hurricane gathering
in my mind. Uncertainty and indecision were the twin tormentors.
The judge looked solemnly at me. I could feel his piercing glare pitying me.
“Angela, whom do you choose to live with?”
I looked at mom. Her quivering and imploring lips wanted me. Dad’s countenance gave
me freedom. A part of me wanted to be with both of them, together. I didn’t want to
split my happiness piecemeal.
Something had gnawed the happy family of three over a decade. The fabric of relationships was
slowly pulled on either sides. The threads of bonds withstood the tension albeit for a short period of
time. Slowly the tatter was visible. The two warring parties held on to their pieces of grievances and
refused to mend the differences.
The acrimonious parting was inevitable.
“Angela, whom do you choose to live with?” pierced my eardrum and shook my senses.
A pair of eyes complete the vision. Could one eye do any justice? How do I choose and
I gulped down wetting my parched throat.
“I choose life”, I declared.
My Godmother embraced me. “Welcome Angela”, she said warmly.
She smiled and wished me, “Happy sixteenth birthday, Angela”.
My parents had forgotten a milestone of my life.
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