Crossroads

"if there was no night, how do we see the stars. And if you do not know anguish, how do you know happiness"

FATE.

Scripted from the very beginning is the play of what our lives would be.

Who we are born to.

What we become.

Perhaps to some extent we were gifted the chance to make our own lives. A sum result of choices, conscious or subconscious while the hands of fate and time moulded the outcome. Those she had been was born to had decided what she was allowed to be from inception. She waited on every direction from them to a point she lost the ability to make her own choices. They owned her, she owed them her existence. To her, they had been like an entity she looked upon, for every discretion they came first before even herself.

It was what they would accept. Not necessarily what she wished for.