the serial killer and the choice

Date: 1/10/2018

By Tjika

I was walking on the street with my mom in my neighbourhood. We knew there was a serial killer in the neighbourhood as well, but we didn't really expect hun to show up right in front of us. He did though. He was killing two girls when we ran into him. He was like some mindless monster and as soon as he saw us he came after us, ready to chop out heads of with his axe. He couldn't kill is both at the same time though, so je quickly chose ons of us to kill first, which was my mom. This gave me the opportunity to run away. This is where the dream became a game. Everything froze and there was some kind of screen. I could chose now to try and save my mom, but the screen said I had no chance at all at succeeding. I could also run and I would deffinitely survive, but my mom would die alone with the last thing she'd ever see being her daughter leaving her to die in order to save herself. The choice would have been easier if my mom would have sacrificed herself, telling me to live on for her sake and stuff, but this alle happened so suddenly, she probably hadn't even had the te to think of anything like that. All I could see was the fear in her eyes, the fear of dying and I knew I would make it a hundred times worse if I'd leave her alone. I thought it was unfair to leave her to die and save myself, because either one of us could have been chosen as the victim. I also knew I'd Bever forgive myself if I hadn't even tried and despite being really afraid of the pain that goes with being beheaded, I decided to try and save her. I woke up before actually being killed though.