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Dilemma


Ayshela

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Very short, one of those strange things i had to write. If this is not where it belongs, will some kind soul please move it as appropriate?

 

 

Alishon’s Dilemma

 

 

She sat alone at the coffee shop table turning a letter in her hands. Though she seemed to be staring at the paper, her green eyes seemed to be focused on something beyond it.

 

Echoing through her mind, the phrase brought ripples of discomfort. “If you should win ten million dollars in a lottery, you could hire experts to delve into the truth and sue wrongdoers, letting off anyone who admitted the truth.”

 

“Perhaps i could,” she thought. “But even if i could, should i? They don’t want to confess to what they did to me any more than i wanted them to do it. If they need to confess then what they did was wrong. So wouldn’t it be just as wrong to make them confess? Wouldn’t it be just as wrong to threaten to destroy them, destroy their lives, if they don’t do what i want? Where is the fundamental difference?”

 

Recalling the times she’d argued that very point with her best friend, she remembered him calling them evil. Evil. The word had a bitter taste as it rolled around her mouth.

 

“But that’s what they said about me, too. The only one i ever had a hope of making a case against was my brother, and i tried. They all stood there in court and called me a liar, and worse. They said i was evil, that i only wanted to hurt them, that i was bad and never cared about anyone else. And under oath, so it must be true.”

 

With a sad little grimace, she mumbled “Not such a fool as to try it again.”

 

Clutching the letter tightly, she thought “If I’m evil, it was not because i wanted to be. God knows I’ve tried not to be. Yet perhaps they’re right. Perhaps everything i do is wrong because I’m evil, and evil can do no good. Though if i try to do good i can minimize the bad effects. If i set out to frighten, isn’t that bad? If i set out to do bad deliberately there can be no good, there can be no minimizing effects. If i set out to deliberately hurt or frighten another am i not as bad as those who hurt me? If i am as bad as they, why would i hunt them down to make them confess?”

 

“I don’t want to be like them, though my family says I’m worse. I am bad, so can’t truly do good, but to treat them as they treated me would make me fully evil, wouldn’t it?”

 

With a tear silently sliding down her face, she mumbled “I don’t want to be.”

 

Realizing the letter is now crumpled in her hands, she smoothes it out slowly and resolves her dilemma the only way she knows. Taking the address from the letter, she writes back to the gentleman who sent the ripples through her soul to begin with. Addressing a clean sheet of paper, she asks the only question which still makes sense: WHY?

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Celiwyn sits down on the floor and listens intently as the story is read. After a few mintues she is speechless, her own feelings stirred by the capivating story.

 

Why? Is that not the question everyone wonders?... Revenge... are you just as bad as the person that did you wrong then... ? She pondered on these questions posed but she knew what not to say to the story teller...

 

She stood up and shook Ayshela's hand.

 

"Nice story." Celiwyn was sure Ayshela had heard that soo many times that it not longer affected her... but what else could she say?

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