To change your life shows your intuition and desire to make your life your own. You can do anything you put your mind to and devote your life to doing.

Narrative


It was an average morning.  The sun rose at 6:30 and I prepared for school.  Every day I drive to school with my best friend and ride the bus home with her.  We are extremely close and always will be.  That morning she texted me letting me know that she was coming to school late and would explain later.  I was confused, but let her have her space while I pondered the possible reasons to why she was late.  We ran into each other at school and she was upset.  She told me her mother went into the hospital and was very ill.  Her first symptom was a headache and the doctors couldn’t figure out what was wrong.  Her family was impatient and worried, and so was mine.  Her mom had been like a second mother to me.  Our houses are next to each other, so a day doesn’t go by where we don’t interact in one way or another.

Soon after we talked, we found out that her mom was born with tangled veins inside her brain.  The migraine was caused by the growing veins, which eventually exploded.  She needed several surgeries and tons of support.

This scenario is similar to Mrs. Joes in Great Expectations.  She and Orlick were in the forge and she became seriously injured.  Pip visited her in the hospital as she lay on her bed, which reminded me of my friend and her mother.  Pip asked Mrs. Joe who was responsible for this crime and she couldn’t remember, nor communicate.  This was similar to my friend’s mother and her accident.  After she was in a coma and had some operations, she had to learn to do everything again.  She had to learn to walk, drive, and everything else in between.  My friend was extremely worried and greatly affected during these few months, similar to Pip and his worries.  Although they may not always get along with one another, each child still cares for their ‘parent’ and wishes for their best being as they go through this traumatic experience.

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