Choices, Choices And Choices

It’s your destiny you decide, on earth and beyond in heaven or hell; it’s your choice. The decisions we as humans make

Choices are the decisions we make in life, some are good others are bad. Choosing a bad decision can affect families mentally, financially and emotionally. Bad choices always have consequences. A persons emotions can alter them into making terrible choices. Sometimes there is not a choice that is positive.

Having choices can sometime leave a negative result that could affect others. Because of some individuals who could have caused problems for society,or because of strict individuals working for the government, choices are sometimes limited to the privileged. But it can cause problems for individuals who need the ability to make their own choices for their own sake.

Everyone has choices in life, and these choices are what define us. Sometimes they can affect not only the decision maker, but it can affect others too, whether it is just a few people or it is millions of people. This is why a choice

Choices are like investments, they can be short term or long term, expensive or cheap. However, the consequences are beyond one’s control. In America, we have something many countries don’t have that is a greater freedom to make choices. This freedom is what enables people to reach great heights in success, but that same freedom can also lead people to despair. So while this freedom to make a choice is done ultimately by you, the consequences—whether positive or negative—are something that one must confront and move on.

As I jotted down the answer to my geometry homework, I felt the vibrations of the floor trembling beneath my feet from the deafening screams of my parents. I continued my work, as I go uninterrupted by the daily routine argument. One day, I didn’t hear the screaming anymore, which was one of the biggest abnormalities in this household. I slunk halfway down the stairs and stretched my neck over the banister to catch a glimpse of what had happened without getting caught. The next thing I knew my older brother was standing by my side, his curiosity piqued. My mom broke the silence by peering her head around the corner of the living room, her eyes locked onto mine. As my brother and my cover were blown, we walked gingerly to the couch and sat down. I watched my mom’s stone cold face quiver out the words, “We...are....divorcing”. My face froze as if I was in a cartoon show. I tried to

I believe choice is facilitated through our focus on our own thoughts and behavior. If you experience something negative in your life sometimes that helps change our own thought and behave in a different way. An example would be if you've had friends that passed from addictions. This experience would make you think twice about developing an addiction, due to the outcome of your friends life. This would also affect your feelings on that particular issue. Another aspect of this issue would be how you see your future if you were to go down a road attached to addiction, or even how you see the outlook on your other friends who suffer with addiction. Some memories can also trigger our need for change. Change plays a major part of our lives, not only through our environment, but also our outlook on life

I was around 12 years old when i heard my mother yell my name from the kitchen. Alarmed, i ran to the kitchen and saw her holding my step-father back. I was very confused, it must have been very serious if she called me into one of their argument. While still holding him back trying to keep him away from me, she told me to call the police,”Call 911!”,she said. I ran to the first phone i could find; they were all ripped from the cord. I didn’t know what to do, i couldn’t go back to the kitchen where i was exposed to my step-father. I ran outside to our next door neighbor; knowing they had their huge pitbull unleashed i hesitated to take another step. What was i going to do? Go back to the kitchen and tell my mom i can’t call the police because

My brother was walking towards us and without a seat left, he hopped into the old ski-boat and sat down. He had a confused look on his face but that turned to anger when my dad said “We’re talking to Carlyn about what I told you yesterday.” With a face as red as his hair, he stood up and screamed “You guys are ruining my life.” I had never seen my brother like this. He was always happy, he even had the nickname “happy Pappy.” He was crying from sadness but still screaming with anger. This made my mom’s cry louder and mine begin. My dad stood up in attempts to calm down my brother and I ran over to my mom. I wrapped my arms around her as she gave me a big hug, and told me “everything is going to be alright, everything is going to be alright, everything is going to be alright.”

I unlock the front door and push my brother away from the door. Saying to him “Please don’t come in, Please don’t come in.” Knowing that he would do anything to protect my mom. He pushes me and runs after my dad. I remember watching them punch each other hitting each other. Thinking that it is all my brother's fault. That he is the reason why they are fighting each other. Not thinking about what my brother is trying to do which is to protect my mom. That day ended with three people being physically hurt while I ended that day mentally

It suddenly escalated. My father had my mother on the floor. He had slapped her and also begun to pull my mother by her braid. I closed my eyes and began to count.

Choices. We make them every second of everyday. How you react to something, how you think about something, or how you feel about things are all examples of decisions you make all of the time. But, why do you choose certain paths and dismiss others? Where did you learn to have that response to the problem put in front of you? An even better question might be, what or who influences you the most? Some might say, their friends, their teachers, their peers, or their family and they would all be right the people. The people who influence you the most is the people you surround yourself with. No one can deny that fact. The people you see everyday are your mentors, playmates, and confidants. They taught and continue to teach you how to feel, think

In one day, the average american make approximately 35,000 decisions/choices(Davidson & Smith.decision making process.2004). Even a seemingly insignificant decision is consiously made by an individua, despite any extrinsic pressure or suggestion. Both Barry Schwartz an Malcolm Gladwell elaborate on choice as they spoke at ted talks, however their beliefs contradict. I believe choice in modern day industrialized society, benefits, as well as hinders one's well being, and one should learn how to effectively compltete the decision making process before coming to a conclusion.

To help define this, I looked to Dus-Otterstrom Goran. He said it best himself, “choice to be the very act of selecting and bringing about one among several alternatives” (Goran 261). Obviously the selecting of one option out of many defines choice. This idea seems elementary but becomes important when talking about the city to understand that in order to make a choice there must be more than one option presented. “Choice is valuable because it improves the chances of our getting outcomes that are in line with our preferences. It allows outcomes to take on a certain meaning they would not otherwise take on, in virtue of being expressions of our own” (Goran 261). In making decisions the individuals get to put themselves first. The point of a decision happens to be recieving the most benefits, therefore the value of having these benefits centered to an individual’s own life supports the idea that they will feel in control. “Choice is valuable because it bestows upon people a certain status they would not otherwise have. Choice promotes personal growth and we derive enjoyment from having and making choices” (Goran 262). Not only does making decisions instill a sense of control and therefore responsibility, but it adds to development. It allows a person to feel as though they are independent of all constraints. It enlists a sense of free will and freedom. Freedom in this sense,

Ellie and I lay in our beds, neither one of us knew what to say. In the other room, our host parents were arguing. We didn’t know what about, but we knew it was serious. Then we heard a “THWACK” followed by silence. Ellie and I sat up in our beds and looked at each other, I could tell she was as scared as I was. “Was that? Did he just?” she asked me. Then the arguing started back up again. We calmed back down until we heard it again. “THWACK” We knew then, the noise we heard, was him beating her. We got up, our hearts racing; neither of us knew what to do. We got our nerves together to go get help. When we opened the door to our room we saw the children sitting on the couch crying out for their mother. I could see the fear in their face and I knew something needed to change.