The Death Of Son - Original Writing

After completing the assassination of my dearest friend, Fortunato (IRONY), I exited the Montressor Catacombs. On the way back to my palazzo, I thought of countless excuses, if one were to question where Fortunato went. Hearing the noisy street, and seeing the light I hurried back. Entering my chamber, I saw, what looked to be a raven on my windowsill, with blood red eyes that stared into my soul. Frightened, I rushed to the window, to find nothing there. Reassuring myself, I sat down and reasoned it was because I didn’t have much sleep. Resting for quite sometime, I started to drift off. Somehow my mind thought of Fortunato. Did he trust me that much, or was he just in it for the Amontillado? How idiotic, of him to fall for that. Nevertheless,

Though Fortunato is an intelligent wine expert, his expertise leads him to his death. In Italian the word Fortunato means fortunate, something that he is not by the end of the story. In “The Cask of Amontillado” Edgar Allan Poe uses foreshadowing and dramatic irony and verbal irony to show Fortunato’s misfortunes which eventually lead to his death.

It seems like every passing day there is a shadow that is after me. I’m left with parts of me eaten away and left my mind corrupted from its everyday thoughts. The darkness steadily dissolves me away from the eyes that are known to be inquisitive. The burden that was left on me has more pressure than I expected for what i have completed. I discovered that revenge is made to be short lived. What i did was completely horrifying. The inferior thing is that I was able to acquire with my crime. It doesn’t matter what time it is, everyday there will always be a small voice in my head reminding me of the defenseless cries performed by fortunato. The man that I caused to perish, immersed in the catacombs. A month has passed since fortunato's disappearance, and the town still wonders where he has disappeared to. Examining the difficulty of mourning families caused me to really think, specifically today. The events leading up to fortunato's death played in my mind like a movie. It sends me back to the time when I was young and no one loved me, including my mother. When fortunato entered my life he made a big mistake which ended him in misery.

The night air was heavy with silence. Clouds drifted across a calm sky, and a full moon shone in the distance. In a small hut on the outskirts of the valley, an old man lay in bed, awake in the peaceful slumber of the village. His breaths came in rattling gasps, his forehead burned, and his joints felt stiff with pain. He shifted on the blankets, his withered hands clenched in fists as he tried to suppress the wave of bitter memories coming to him. His life had been nothing more than work, loss, tragedy. He remembered all of his hope, his ambition, in his youth, and he smiled bitterly. No one would remember him as the man that he had once hoped he would become. Now, as his breathing became heavier and he felt himself fading on the brink of

On my father’s cot there lay another sick person. They must have taken him away before daybreak and taken him to the crematorium.”.

The book, Lament For a Son, written by Nicholas Wolterstorff talks about his pain and grief after losing his 25-year-old son (Joy, 2009). His son died while on a mountain-climbing expedition. Dr. Wolterstorff has several books published during his career as a philosophical theology professor in Yale Divinity. However, he wrote Lament for a Son with a different journal style since it is a personal thing for him. The book is similar to a journal as he narrates the events that happened before and after his son’s death. The emotions expressed in the book are common among people who lose close relatives. What matters is how a person handles the issue. Kubler-Ross invented the five stages of grief; denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptancethat explain the escalation of grief when stricken by bad news (Axelrod, 2004). The paper looks into the book and its relation to the five stages of grief.

Regardless of race, caste, religion, or age, every human has wondered about the one fact of life that unifies us all: What is death? Both poems, “Death of a Young Son by Drowning” by Margaret Atwood and “Because I could Not Stop for Death” by Emily Dickinson share a common subject of death. Using figurative language, both poems illustrate distinct takes on a similar topic.

Reporter: Hi Mr Hughes, so I’ve learnt that recently one of your poems , “Mother To Son is published”. Congratulations, but besides from the blissful joy of happiness, can you share with us your feelings right now? Are we happy? Proud?

At the beginning of the story, the narrator, Montresor has proven himself as a person of intellect. He has carefully planned a murder which will not only punish the target, he will do it without any consequences. Montresor stated, “[Fortunato] are rich, respected, admired, beloved; [Fortunato] are happy, as once [he] was. “ It indicates he was once rich. “We will go back; [Fortunato] will be ill, and I cannot be responsible.” Propose his position cannot be responsible to the harm done to Fortunato It has created a spark of his revenge. He said, “THE thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as I best could” suggests that he has suffered many times, yet lack of injuries indicate it is all emotional wounds that could never be healed. The only way he can get his vengeance is to make his nemesis, Fortunato suffer. For his great plan, Montresor has prepare his enemy a reason, a motive, and a location to lead him in a dead end.

He is surprised to find the real Amontillado, but his astonishment does not last long. He is really frightened by Montresor’s behavior. First, he regains his consciousness completely and gives “a low moaning cry”. When he finds out that Montresor intends to kill me, he is terrified and bursts out “a succession of loud and shrill screams”. Fortunato is so terrified, helpless and desperate that he has a mental breakdown and becomes insane.

As the story progresses, Montresor devises a careful plan to lure Fortunato to his death trap, but he is careful enough not to place himself at risk. He approaches him at a carnival, and plays on his victim’s weakness for wine by offering to show him a brand of wine akin to the light Spanish sherry, Amontillado (8). The narrator presents an interesting description of his encounter with Fortunato at the carnival; at first expressing dislike for his friend’s behavior by claiming that he approached him with too much warmth since he was drunk, but then he adds that he was extremely delighted to see Fortunato at that particular moment. This illustrates the depth of Montresor’s desire to exert revenge on his friend, since the sole reason of his pleasure at seeing Fortunato is that he knew his plans had taken off, and he anticipated the satisfaction of the act of brutal revenge.

father did not die a ‘complete’ death and that haunts him. This pain is shown in a unique way

My Father took one last drag of his cigarette, then twisted it out into the puddle of ash on the coffee table. He glanced aggressively towards my Ma, glaring at her as she chopped vegetables. He grunted, then returned to his normal stare into nothingness.. He stood up and paused for a moment.

"Fortunato had hurt me a thousand times and I had suffered quietly. But then I learned that he had

The story has subtle clues of how the grotesque conclusion will end. The name Fortunato has an indication of luck, a word association that his success is from being lucky. A fortune possessed that was not earned infuriating our narrator. The Fortunato has a rising social status, a status that used to be associated with the Montresor family name. This is stated by the remark, “You are happy, as once I was. You are a man to be missed” illustrates the Montresor who has a social status in decline and the