The Thief

Other people’s possessions weighed heavy in my hands, like foreign objects. Yet I never felt any guilt or wickedness in these actions. My growing body demanded a lot of food and I didn’t see how there could be anything wrong with taking and eating it. Other people’s rules were just something they’d invented for themselves.

We’d like to think that we all have choices in life. That from birth, all possibilities are possible, and all possibilities are ours to explore. It all stems down to one’s desire, one’s foresight, one’s strategy for life.

But it isn’t that simple. Because there are people who don’t have choices. People who may not have the chance to know any life other than the one they have.

Are we controlled by fate,

Or is being controlled our fate?

In the end, aren’t they just two sides of the same coin?

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