Finn Aislinn: A Fictional Narrative

How and why does Twain establish Huck’s voice as storyteller? What do we learn about Huck from what he reveals of other characters’ assessments of him?

“From what you’ve told me, you did the same thing with your dad,” said Robbie, “and you were only twelve when your mom died in that house fire. You were practically a wife until he moved into that nursin home last year. Heck, ya keep his house as a shrine. Never wanna change a thing in this

“What?”. “ I mean why did you want me to stay?” I answered. I just thought you had more left in you, and I think there still is.” he responded as he walked away.

After he saw her nodding in agreement, it compelled him to discuss about how well he made his way into the social fabric of the Ryanites. “Okay, so maybe it did shape my perceptions regarding people live in the society on the surface, but no matter what, there’s nothing that will dissuade me from knowing that the Dweller world is–and has always been for a long time–in a state of Anarchy and chaos. Because of my foster father, all that is going to change, and I know it.”

“I told you sweetie, she is in a better place right now. She won’t be coming home.” She looks up at me with tears in her eyes. “That’s not fair! Why would he leave us?” “It wasn’t her fault baby girl,” I say tearing up. “I WANT TO SEE HER NOW!” Amelia starts screaming. “You can’t see her!” I shout back.

“You can, you can come back,” Anna pleaded, sounding defiant, as if she believed hard enough, she could will it to happen. “I’m sure they’re fine, I’ve come back from worse than what they took that night.”

Once again, his words were met with a desolate silence, and fearing he had said the wrong thing, he started to apologize, but Tom’s soft voice cut him off. “I just wanna go home.”

Saturday afternoon , Sam and Colleen arrive at the hospital to visit Erika. Henry leaves to run some errands and give them alone time together . Erika's skin looks pale from her accident , her eyes and mouth wide open , she takes a deep breath every two minutes. Her mom Mrs. White sits in the chair next to her holding on to her hand as she cries. “ Is she gonna be OK?” “ I don't know , the doctors say she's in a state of shock , something scared her to where she is like this .” Sam goes up to Erika holding her hand . “ Erika its me Sam , we miss you , I miss you.” He gives her a kiss on the cheek and whispers in her ear. “ I'll get Scratch for this , even if it takes my last breath.”

I maintained a cheeky smile, knowing this is a battle that I wasn’t likely to lose, if due to nothing else but Eddie’s discomfort. “No can do, brother.” We sat in silence for the next several minutes, sounds of acoustic music and grinding coffee beans filling the room. I find my brain drifting back to a memory of simpler days, nostalgia warming my chest. Sinking back into my chair, I peered off into the distance, letting images of old friends flood through and comfort me. ‘I’ve lost them all,’ I sulk, wondering if things could ever be more than violent exchanges of threats and deadly tussles with enemies. ‘It’s safe here. Things will be easier.’

I’ve decided to finish telling about how I got sick, After all there is nothing else for me to do while I am stuck here. When I got home my mother was surprised to see me. And of course she was mad and I had to hear the “young man I am very disappointed in you, you’re better than this talk” Even though was barely listening my dad lectured me on and on about how they paid good money for me to attend Pency Prep, it’s not like I didn’t care but I didn’t really care and eventually I got up and went to my room. They were really stressing me out and I was depressed again so I sat down and I began to talk to Allie, because that’s what I do when I’m depressed. It comforts me and takes me back to a time when everything was ok. “Okay now, go home and get your bike and meet me out front of Bobby’s house. Hurry up.”

I shoot Griven a look when she turned away, leaving us to our Rias. “Be careful” I whisper. “I know they have been nice so far, but still…” I drifted off, hoping he understands.

“Okay dad. You got it. We’re only ten minutes away, anyway. So, you’ll never guess who I ran into last week. George Hingman, remember him? That skinny kid from the project that used to stick to you like glue when we were kids? Well, he happened to see Jim and I in the mall a couple of weeks ago. George stopped us to say hi and asked me how you were. About all I said is that you were out in California now, which seemed to disappoint him a lot. It was important to him that I get word to you that he owns a construction business now and has nine guys working for him. All the stuff you taught him came in big time handy. It seems valuable to him that you are proud. Oh, and guess what else?—” She was still updating her dad with everything new that

“I’m gonna go after Sarah!” Luke screamed over the noise and without second thought, he took off running. My eyes went wide as he was immediately lost in the crowd of walkers.

What? Was someone talking? Was the ball cap talking? Oh god he was dead on his feet. Just absolutely dead. Oh no there was a face under the cap. There was actually an entire person. That was good. And even better they asked if they could get him anything. That was very helpful. Well it would have been if Hektor had any mental capacity beyond that of a jellybean.

“That’s true, it could be worst.” as I said that I knew I had to forget the painful memories, the ones that could leave or haunt me forever. That’s when Finn and I got split up I went right and he went left, I was alone again. We were put in these stall things with clothes; they were high-end clothes, hundred dollar shirts and four hundred dollar shoes. I walked out of this stall and Finn was standing there laughing at me. “Dude Mars, You were supposed to pick something that matched.” He couldn't stop laughing at me his face was as red as a