I had been at the crossroad, once. I did not choose the road I would follow. I had no choice. The road chose me, whether I liked it or not, whether I willed it or no. And to answer your question, no, I didn't like the path.
Not at first, anyway.
A young woman entered the cafe just as it opened, pale rays of dawn streaking the sky with gray. Her loose red hair spilled around her shoulders in waves, accentuating the bold green of her eyes and the paleness of her face. Her book bag was slung over her shoulder, stitched and patched in various places from years of use. The bell chimed softly as the door opened, where the woman was greeted warmly by the the people at the counter and the smell of steaming coffee.
That's Clarisse, my daughter. But I have no right to call her that. And that fault is my own.
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Road. Think about Robert Frost’s “The Road Not Taken” and write a story about two characters who stand at a crossroads and choose opposite roads/directions/options. Tell their story or focus on an aspect of the decision – their conversation, the outcome, the process of making the decision.