It is dependent of whether I am directly involved as well as the effects after the incident, in which the guilt was caused. Sometimes, if I am not directly involved, I feel the guilt in waves of increasing sadness and even depression. Other times, if I’m directly involved, I tell lies and try to convince everyone (even myself) that the incident simply did not happen. Correspondingly, this has prevented me from feeling the guilt and/or suffering the consequences of any wrongdoing I committed. The particular guilty experience I had with my cat changed me and the way I act around him.
I chose my publishable paper, “Forgiven Sharpie,” as a demonstration of my writing process because I spent the most time developing the piece. My ideas for “Forgiven Sharpie” arose when I was prompted on the midterm to write about an experience when I was required to learn from a mistake. I thought of my 40 stories list, and one of the first stories that crossed my mind was that of writing “slut” on a girl’s locker in middle school. After receiving my midterm grade with the note “Katie, This could be developed into a publishable article.
Guilt is experienced by nearly all of the main characters in the story. Anja commits suicide and it is implied that it was due to depression, post traumatic stress, and survivors guilt. She and Vladek both had a hard time making sense of why they survived when countless others did not. “Yes, life always takes the side of life, and somehow the victims are blamed. But it wasn’t the best people who survived, nor the best ones die.
As I can distinctly remember at age 4, my hurt for not living with my biological parents which was not their fault, but, all because my father’s aunt who had no children decided she wanted to have me live with her. This was a verbal arrangement of adoption, so there was no documentation to prove anything. My hurt was soon dispelled as I grew up realizing that even though they were not my parents, “they were my parents”. Initiative vs. Guilt tells us that, In order for a child to have control over initiative the child must first learn and accept that there are things that are not allowed and things that they will need to be punished for. A child must be free to use their imagination without feelings of guilt or worry of being punished.
"There Are Worse Things I Could Do" My experiences performing at Nipmuc Regional High School challenged me as a performer and as a student. I sang solos and lead the Alto section in my A Cappella and Jazz Choir groups; I sang in Canada with my choral groups for a nationwide competition and performed for and with senior citizens in a nursing home during the holiday season. I played the Baroness in my first musical in The Sound of Music and the fickle daughter Lydia in my first play Pride and Prejudice. Betty Rizzo, the memorable tough girl character from the musical Grease, was just one of the characters that I played in a Nipmuc Regional High School drama production. Rizzo wasn’t a character I could initially relate to; she is a cool, confident and witty young woman with an insatiable hunger for power and popularity.
The car shook and alarms from cars started to go
“Mikyla Anna Massey grab the damn scissors and tape!” “I won’t.” This is the infuriating yet somewhat comedic definition of me and my sister’s melodramatic relationship. I had left the ‘damn’ scissors and tape in the basement approximately three weeks ago. Why should I go fetch them if I am not using them in the first place?
During the games setup,I ate a hot dog. I was watching the baseball field with amazement,wondering what are the chances of me catching the ball,when the crowd were all ready for the ball with the gloves in their hands. “Come on ball,come to papa!”yelled my brother,almost falling over the rail annoying the people behind him.the announcer was on the speaker asking everyone to get ready for the game .I was stoked by the fact that this was going to be the first game that I am about to watch. “Hey jason can you please sit down the people are already feeling annoyed about you”he looked back with a wild grin that later faltered into a worried face. “Oliver where´s luke,”i looked to my left and saw that some stranger took his seat then i looked to my
From the day that you were born, you were taught right from wrong. But it’s hard to always do the right thing, In this paragraph I’m going to tell you one of the times where I decided to do the wrong thing. It was midway through grade three and I had become sick. Not serious, just a fever, nothing some advil couldn’t fix.
My stomach was in knots, and it felt like I needed to puke. The sad part about it was I didn't know if I felt sick because of Angel's driving or if it was because I was about
My youngest sister taught me some of the most important values in my life, acceptance, unconditional love, and positivity. My sister, Annabelle, was born with an extra 21st chromosome resulting in her having Down’s Syndrome. At the time I was only 8 and I didn’t know what it meant I was just ecstatic to have another sister. Throughout the years we received lots of pity and I would always hear “I’m so sorry”.
Revenge and Curiosity Children and teenagers often injure themselves because of their ignorance or because of another younger fellow, out for revenge. These injuries can be caused by the simplest thing, however cause much misfortune in someone’s life. Johnny Tremain, a teenage apprenticed silversmith with his life all planned out, had is future crash to the ground when another apprenticed silversmith, Dove, tried to punish Johnny for his arrogance and pride and handed him a crack crucible. While Johnny was working on the Sabbath, the cracked crucible caused Jonny to spill molten silver on his right hand, making it not suitable to ever become a silversmith. I however, accidentally, due to my ignorance and curiosity, got a third degree burn on my right index finger because I tried to turn off a fog machine by touching the hot place where the fog comes out, after my mom had told me specifically not to.
Charlie As I walk off the bus and start walking through my neighborhood to get to my house I saw a gray haired fat dog run like lightning speed past me. Then I see my mother in the distance mouthing something but I did not understand and as she got closer she yelled, “Get that dog!”. So I dropped my backpack
Children have been my greatest friends this past decade of my life. I love babysitting, watching kids at church and just saying "hello" to my sweet 32 pound pals in the church lobby. I didn 't really understand why kids loved me so much. I know I am fun, but I for sure am not too much of a pushover. The kids can have their treats unconditionally, but if they misbehave, I don 't have a bone in my body that feels bad about taking it away.
The dragon I would like to defeat during senior year is my insecurity. The reason for my insecurity stems from my childhood when my mother abandoned me. My parents had met at an AA meeting, and after they finished attending, my father had recovered from the disease, but my mother had not. They had joint custody up until the age of six; however, it became apparent that my mother’s conditioned worsened, so the court granted my father full custody. I felt as though my mother purposely deteriorated because she did not want me.
