You want to stand up, for freedom, for your family, but you can’t. The government will kill you, your family, even your friends, but if you don’t, they’ll probably die from disease, or will keep on living in oppression. They don’t want people to get revolution ideas, which could tear down their pretty little system. The soldiers are guarding you, but not from attackers, or other harmful things. They’re guarding you so you can’t do anything. So you can’t make things better.
Well Sunday comes around, and you go shopping...
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...y scary option, it means giving up forever. Is that really the way you want to go. I think I’d like to take a stand. Fight everyone I have left. The problem is when your family and friends are threatened. Your decisions will affect them in a big way. What is the best way to get to someone, take away the people they love! If my loved ones were killed, I could stand up for anything. The more people taken away from me, the easier it is to stand up for what I believe. At the same time though, giving up becomes all the more tempting because of the sadness of being alone. I believe I would fight till there was justice for the ones I had lost. I wouldn’t stop until the wrongdoers were dead, or I was. After justice was given, I can’t say what I would do. I can’t make promises saying that I will keep on living, because I don’t know if they’d be true. What would you do?
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