Welcome back, readers. Below is a vignette I have rewritten in narrative-writing. Changing what happened from, The Yellow Wall-Paper (Charlotte Perkins Stetson). I have also, provided my own personal scene of a time when you or someone close to you made a decision that had a negative impact on your life. There comes John, and I must put this away, he hates to have me write a word. But, I feel better when I write, and its dose causes no harm. I will continue to write about this beautiful house and my time spent here. As I sit by the bar window continuing to write, John walks in. “What are you doing girl! That’s enough of that!” he says as he takes the pen and paper out of my hand. I pleaded to him, “John, please hand back my pen and paper.” He walked out of the bedroom after telling me I need to rest. I follow him down the steps yelling, “You cannot control me john, I have done everything you’ve as of me and feeling like a prisoner won't help me get better.” He says that he knows best because he’s the physician, and he loves. He really loves me, but how could he escalate me like this. Well since I was restricted from writing and that’s the only thing keeping my mind off getting out. With nothing left to do I came up with a plan to get outside. I will wait until John to leave for work in town a day away. While he’s away, his sister is left to be my caretaker and she’s can be easily fooled. She announces that she was to go and hang up the linens in the backyard. Then I told her that I'm going to take a nap and not to bother me, but I'm going to leave...
One Sunday afternoon I was sitting on my bed stuffed in my sheets doing my homework. I had a lot of homework to get done, so I made a schedule to get it done. Meanwhile, my boyfriend was out of town on a business trip. I had no distractions to enter fair with me getting my homework done. As the day went on I was making good progress until I got a phone call from my boyfriend. He had gotten back in town early and want to take me to the movies. I told him no because I have to study and finish my homework. Plus, I would lose three hours of time that could be spent finishing up my homework if I went. He was so persuasive, started off by telling me that I had been working so hard that I need a break. He suggests that he would help by checking over my work and studying with me. He had me convinced, I started thinking that maybe I did need a break. I have not had any social time for myself, I did miss him, and we had not been out in a while. What the hell I’m going to go, and I started to get dress. It took me twenty minutes to think about if I want to wear something chill or sexy. I had been working and going to school full-time this cause me to look like a zombie in the face. Forty-minutes to do my make-up. Twenty-minutes to get to the movie theater and the movie was about two hours long. We went and got something to eat and by the time I got home I was exhausted. It took me another forty-minutes to wash my face off, rap my hair, take shower and lotion my body. Afterward, I got in the bed, open my laptop and fell asleep on it. I woke to the next day and none of my homework got done and I did not study enough. My homework was incomplete points were taken off. I had a test that I did not study properly for, I passed with a C. The points did affect my grades and I was mad because I should have made better decisions.
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Katina
10/5/2018 12:46:35 pm
I can completely relate to this story. I like how you included what was going on in your head throughout the story.
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Temadji
10/8/2018 06:51:47 pm
Hi !
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