A Short Story: Millicent's Decision To Join The Sorority

She imagines herself after initiation week as she “answer[s] her invitation to enter the ballroom through the main entrance marked “Initiation”” (Plath 3). In her dream, “entering] the ballroom” can be an analogy to getting accepted into the sorority. Millicent enters this ballroom “through the main entrance marked “Initiation”.” The entrance “marked “Initiation”” refers to Rat Court, the process where the girls either accept or decline her. From the tone of the daydream, we understand that being in the sorority is a dream to Millicent. All aspects of her fantasy indicate that it is like a fairytale to her. Being able to see into Millicent’s mind helps the reader know how badly she wants to be in the group. Plath’s brilliant usage of point of view cues in the reader to see that getting accepted to the sorority is all Millicent wants.

At the start of the new school year, Millicent Arnold, a typical teenage girl, receives an invitation to join the elite and exclusive girls’ sorority at Lansing High School. Before she becomes an official member however, Millicent must demonstrate she is fit to join the sorority by finishing the initiation process: a series of ridiculous and rigorous tasks that pushes her to her limits. During a mission, Millicent discovers the nasty truth and reality of the “prefect” sorority at her high school, and ultimately decides that being herself is most important and rejects entering the sorority altogether.

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