A BAD CHOICE <Tab/>At the end of the hall, two very large club bouncers were forcefully directing the masses of innocent, intoxicated party animals out the club exit and loose into the parking lot. It was 6:00 a.m. and the Matrix was closing down so the ignorant owner of the club could count his dirty money and swim in his evil creed. I was waiting outside in the cold parking …showed first 75 words of 799 total…

…showed last 75 words of 799 total…I could not weep; all I could do was reflect my tragic choice through my mind over and over again as the sounds of the sirens grew louder. My conscience was weakened with sorrow and misery. The foolish choice I made would haunt me for the rest of my needless life. If I would have taken a taxi in the beginning, this tragedy would be nothing more than a late night of drinking and dreaming.