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Three Reasons why Ivan Ilyich Screamed for Three Days before his Death Death is an inevitable fate that one must succumb to at one point or another. Everything in this world must and will eventually come to an end, that’s just life. Death should not necessarily be feared or accepted; yet it must be accepted. Otherwise one would ultimately live for nothing. In the book “The Death of Ivan Ilyich”, by Leo Tolstoy, before his untimely death Ivan screams for three long, excruciating days. Ilyich wasn’t exactly a very happy man; however, why would one scream for three days? Ivan Ilyich screamed for three days because he realized that he lived his life for the wrong reasons, his family wanted him to die, and conclusively because he was
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“He would go to his study, lie down, and again be alone with It: face to face with It. And nothing could be done with It except to look at it and shudder.” (6.12) While Ilyich was all alone with the very thought of death he began to evaluate his entire life. He was not contented by where life had brought him, or those around him. Ilyich truly began to shut down his entire life and basically call the entirety of it a waste. “His son had always seemed pathetic to him, and now it was dreadful to see the boy's frightened look of pity. It seemed to Ivan Ilych that Vasya was the only one besides Gerasim who understood and pitied him.” …show more content…
"’My God! My God!" he muttered. "Again, again! And it will never cease." And suddenly the matter presented itself in a quite different aspect. "Vermiform appendix! Kidney!" he said to himself. "It's not a question of appendix or kidney, but of life and...death. Yes, life was there and now it is going, going and I cannot stop it.’” (5.15) With life and living, comes the inevitable death of all things. Ilyich was certainly not at all enlightened by the coming of his death. Questions raced thoroughly through his mind about what exactly death meant. Ilyich was without a doubt afraid of dying, especially as a failed spouse and father. Life is the only thing one truly grasps and when said life is on the verge of perishing anxiety and cluelessness plague the minds of even the most sound. Death is truly the final beat on the drum that one insinuates as life. Ilyich was clueless, afraid, and disheartened by his final breath