As Romeo leaves, I am once again isolated and drowned by emotion in the darkness. I feel delighted that I made double the profit today. The last time I made an income like this was a long time ago. I haven’t felt this rush of happiness since my mother passed. Although thinking about it again, deep down I feel unsettled and guilty. Moreover I am so ashamed of myself to value gold over one’s life. With this I am uncertain; will his choices be poor? What if he took the life of another? What if he killed himself? Will I then be at fault? Yesterday I stood on the top of the roof, with the calm breeze. Suddenly dark depressing clouds surrounded. Pouring rain then came rushing down. However my body stood there. It refused to move. Nevertheless I…show more content… I’m helpless I had no choice. Living like this I’m sick of living like this. I today am happy and despite feeling this way I also feel remorseful. It was my poverty but not my will consent.
With this I wasted my day contemplating, from dawn to dust. Should I have not sold it to him? As a matter of fact I hesitated with my heart saying no but my head saying yes. I should do the right thing, I should turn myself in! But is this really what I desire? To be most definitely executed straight away. Or even to spend the rest of my life in a cell. Just having the thought makes me feel as if I should not turn myself in. After all I only sold it; whatever he did with it after has nothing to do with me. It does not concern me. The actions he took, I am sure of it, he would have known the consequences. I shall not, I will not turn myself in, and I do not care. Provided I would reasonably be remorseful for the rest of my life. I admit it I fear the consequences of my actions. Where am I to head to the left where nothing is right or to the right where nothing is left? This is the only choice I have left to not do anything, be quiet and keep this to myself. If I am found out towards this wrong doing or blamed upon I will then turn myself in as there is no escape
