Still she is a product of the sum of all the bad things that had happened in her life, the blunt of which she did not ask for. First the deception and eventual suicide of her husband, followed by the public scandal of her being outed for seeking solace in one of her students compounded by the huge responsibility keeping her family estate up and running, it was just too much for one person to handle. She was a victim of grave misfortune and very few people would be able to think and act rationally given those odds. Blanche’s demise began at a very young age when her husband committed suicide because she found out, confronted and berated him for his homosexuality. As a person motivated by desire it is not hard to imagine the hurt she must have felt upon discovery of his deception and his cowardice resolution of suicide must have further infuriated and humiliated her.
Emily could be characterized as crazy because she kept her father’s dead body, killed the man she loved, and slept with a dead body for the latter years of her life. Emily was raised by a father who was far too overprotective. He believed that their family was better than everyone else. Therefore every man who came in contact with Emily was never good enough for her to him. In this way Emily was sheltered her entire life.
He said “I was mad at God; I was mad at Jesus. I blamed myself for all of the deaths. I had cursed my family. I had left the tribe, and had broken something inside all of us, and I was now being punished for that.” (Alexie 1898) Arnold was not dealing with these deaths very well, all hope had been lost for him. He was grieving by not wanting to go to school, he did not feel like getting out of bed.
My first love is shattered by separation across the globe. As he watches the girl he loved in a casket, he tells us how "unreal" the situation was for him and how he never fully accepted her death. My parents decision to move to the United States was also unreal to me. I could not accept the fact that I had no say in this matter because of my age and because my parents were the ones with "autority". I remember crying every night, feeling deviastated about the situation and my fear of separation.
You have no respect for anything. You drink yourselves to death.” This quote typifies the Lost Generation. These writers, artists, and performers living in Europe as expatriates, had lost their way in the world. Their belief in their fellow man and the existence of God, or any other guiding force, was shaken. The devastating experiences of World War I and the death of so many of their generation’s best and brightest young men caused disillusionment with the American way of life.
First my family was grieving the death of Mercutio, another death at the hand of a Capulet. Then my son is banished and the next day – dead! I had not even spoken to my dear boy before he fled the city! There is no way I can be held accountable. I implore you, my Prince not to persecute the woman who’s already lost the light of her life, but instead turn your attention to the real culprits of this unbelievable crime – The Capulets.
Help me!” But I couldn’t help him because I didn’t know where he was. And that was all he said: ‘Mom! Help me!’” (126) Chris’s mother said this after waking up in the middle of the night from a nightmare about her son. It must be one of the most horrific and unbearable pains, for a parent to outlive their child, so that leave leaves me to conclude that Chris McCandless must have been a very selfish and uncaring person if he would willingly cause his family this much pain and
The pain of losing a younger sibling hurts down inside. Not being able to see what my nephew could have accomplished in his life still hurts me. It has not just affected me but my entire family, all we have our memories of what we had. It has left us distraught, because he left behind his only daughter as well now we must try to fill that void he left for her. But we not only lost a family member, the suspect’s family lost a young teen as well, not to death but to the system.
Person she’s gone.” When he heard that his heart dropped. I was that that little boy and that woman was my mother. I thought my life had hit a dead end, and I said to myself “if she’s dead I don’t want to be here either.” Dealing with my mother’s death was not easy, but there was nothing I could do about it. My life hasn’t always been easy. Losing a parent is something I never want anybody to experience.
This may be why he has such a difficult time getting along with women. When Hamlet’s father passed away, Gertrude (Hamlet’s Mother) didn’t even dwell on the fact that her husband had just passed away. She went along and hooked up with her dead husband’s brother. Hamlet becomes furious about this happening and loses all respect for