Memories of a Personal Event The door slammed shut. I wasn't sure what I was going to hear. To be
honest, I wasn't really sure whether I wanted to either. A nearby
shadow gradually transformed into my dad, who walked into the kitchen.
Dad was holding his breath as if to try and prevent the three small
words which would change my life forever. I stared at my dad. Many
thoughts were spinning through my head and I began to feel dizzy. Dad
spluttered out,
"Stacey had died," with little sign of remorse. I couldn't believe
what he had just told me, I was refusing to listen as I fell into the
arms of my older brother and sister. At least they seemed to care for
a whole five minutes, that my best friend had just passed away. I had
never experienced a pain so intense as this before, hoped I would
never had to again. This was unquestionably the worst moment of my
life.
Meeting Stacey was one of the best things that has ever happened to
me. Stacey brought many things into my life that I had been missing. I
think it was her genuine kindness and naturally warm attitude which
made me take to her so quickly. It was like having a sister having the
same age. All the friends I had during childhood, had all seemed to
resent football besides the occasional boy of course. I loved sharing
football with Stacey, not caring that she worshiped 'Celtic' whilst I
followed 'St Mirren.' It was a friendship not only based on our love
of football though but our desire to cause havoc around our estate,
ride on our bikes to all hours and have opinionated conversations
about issues relating...
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...e that day with me. It would have made it
even more special. It wasn't the best time to lose someone so close to
you. I was just trying to understand the teenage mind but Staceys'
death left me feeling confused and angry. I had feelings of guilt and
sorrow, inching myself away from everybody else who cared about me.
I had already lost a best friend when I was eight, called Lindsay.
Lindsay's' death has been traumatic as well intensified by the fact
that she had died right infront of me. When Stacey had the asthma
attack, I thought my luck would never change. It was a lot to deal
with at this age and my feelings turned to hatred against those who
had happy lives and those who had been unable to save Stacey. I was
also scared that I would forget Stacey, and made a pact that I would
do anything possible to prevent this.
My Ántonia brings together the life of a young boy and young Bohemian female in the old prairie. The book details this hardships and memories together as they grow older and their lives change in the ever-different worlds. The one thing that keeps them close through all of the turmoil is their personal memories. Neither Jim or Ántonia ever recall large historical events though but rather only the ir personal memories which keeps them closer than they think if when they are separated for long periods of time through the novel.
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I realized what she was doing. I was amazed and filled with
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