Personal Narrative: The Yellow Wall Paper

This past year, I have been apart of Naperville Central’s brand new Special Spaces club. When my friend approached me and asked me to join, I agreed even though I had no clue what I was involving myself in. In retrospective, I can honestly say that becoming a part of Special Spaces has been one of the most meaningful, fun, and fulfilling experiences I have had in high school.

were somewhat ragged and forlorn. The first house on the left, after you crossed the

The situation was cheerful while we sat and talked with our friends. Suddenly, my father conducted a head count as he normally does before we leave from somewhere; he realized that Kaitlyn and Megan were nowhere to be seen.

In “The Yellow Wallpaper” the narrator and protagonist of the story, who does not have a name, is mentally ill and leaves her illness in the hands of her physician husband, John. To help cure her illness, John takes her to this luxurious house away from human interaction in which she is put in a room. The first thing she notices about the room is the yellow wallpaper. Automatically, she sees the wallpaper and is disgusted by the color. She illustrates the wallpaper for the readers,

The Yellow Wallpaper and the Metamorphosis share a common theme of gaining a freedom from their previous lives. The lady in the Yellow Wallpaper is controlled by her husband and escapes by imagining herself as being the girl in the wallpaper. Gregor was responsible for supporting his family financially and he never took time for himself. He gains freedom by transforming from a human into a bug. The authors have illustrated the theme by conveying their changing mental states.

toppled with really old flower wall paper and green shag carpet all through the cabin except for

Adam hires his sous chef out from underneath a former colleague that once was a friend of Adam’s. To hire Helene he doubles her salary to get her to work for him because Helene finds Adam old-fashioned and unbearably conceited. When conventional recruiting does not work, Adam releases rats in another chef’s restaurant and reports him to the health inspector, which leads to the closure of Michel’s restaurant, which forces Michel to join Adam’s

September has arrived. The familiar yellow school bus halts to a stop, and I get on. Every year, I get a little older. And yet, each year, the same yellow school bus takes me to school, where I learn the same things over and over again, except a little more advanced as I age. It’s become a routine to come home at 3:00 PM, do my homework, then eat dinner and go to bed. My schedule will automatically reset the next day. The truth is, I hate it, and I hate how I’ve let it go on for so long. Sure, routine is safe and secure, but it gets boring fast. I realized that if I didn’t take action soon, this would become my reality for the next four years at the high school. And so, I decided to join the school’s swim team, in hopes of finding an activity

As I grew older and advanced through elementary school, my grandfather's 8x12 foot living room wall became plastered with images of cats, ghosts, princesses, and houses, all of which symbolized my childhood and foreshadowed the condition of the walls in my own bedroom: watercolor paintings of pink lips and animals and an amusing man with a purple Afro painted onto the bottom of a skateboard.

Slipping into them as he stood, he ran a hand through his mussed sandy-blonde bed hair, repeating Eve's list in his head. "We've got money. It might mean we have to wait for that place of our own a bit longer, but damn, if we kill God, we can live wherever we want, and we'd have to buy a car." Then he suddenly stopped and stared at Eve, expression downcast. "But, what about Jerry and Betty? They've been so good to us since we moved here, like the parents we never had, and I don't know if they can do without me at the store." A tear fell from his eye as he imagined letting down the the elderly couple who'd offered him a job, and allowed he and Evie to live in their trailer rent free. "Plus, we've never killed no-one

"I told you, I didn't see anything in sector B." Junior informs the rest. God damn it. Why didn't I realize these demon children were the ones who kidnapped me?

Instantly, bringing the girl home doesn't seem like the right intention for Adam. But promptly, life arranges them something inevitable, yet something that will reveal the lies that were buried deep amid the cold surface. Something that could lead to fatal consequences, and shatter both their broken worlds in an instant. Something they could never just forgive and forget.

It was a quiet night at the Sunrise Orphanage. Miss Susie, the caretaker, has told everyone to go to sleep. I wasn’t tired because of what I had just experienced the past week. There was another boy awake, sitting up in his bed. He was wearing a matching set of pajamas and had a look of grief on his face. I decided to go up to him and ask why he was awake, since I didn’t have the option to go to sleep.

Adam walked through the door and saw his beautiful wife, Olivia, sitting there. She was wearing a purple dress which was beautiful on her for so many reasons. The most charming thing about it though, was it complimented her eyes.

building, but has entered a huge museum. Katie looks everywhere trying to figure out where the