In this blog post I'm going to be rewrites a scene from The Yellow Wall-Paper (Charlotte Perkins Stetson). Two of my goals for this scene is to provide description and action. I'm also going to be writing a short scene where I or someone close to me made a decision that negatively impacted my life. In this scene I'm also going to be trying to provide description and action.
The Yellow Wall-Paper It seems that I'm not getting better as fast as John hoped. I feel that i've been making leaps and bounds lately but John says otherwise, I'm sure he knows best. He says that going to Weir Mitchell's is probably the best for me, so that is where I must go. It's a dreary day; I can't help but think about my old friend who spent some time at Weir Mitchell's, she said Mitchell's is so strict he doesn't allow for anything, I'm sure I won't be able to journal there at all. I'm going to be so far away from John, I know it is what I need, and I know it is what John wants, but it feels like too much right now. Well the time has come for me to leave John loaded up the boogie and send Jennie and I off. It's a long waze away from home. We rode through grassland and valleys, around mountains and lakes and eventually arrived at Mitchells. It's the first time I've been to Mitchell's house in quite some time. Its an old small brick building sits on a lovely piece of land overlooking over the lake. Jennie and I had inside, and Mitchell shows me my room. It's nothing like my last room there's no yellow wallpaper. There's no windows looking over a garden. It's just a quiet room on the first floor tucked away behind Mitchell's office. There's no windows nor color just a small cast iron bed in the corner with a candle holder next to it. I hope I don't have to be here long, I miss John already. I know John is strict but he cared for me, I'll have to get better for him. Seen From My Life It was a cold early January day, my mom and I were heading to chop (Children's Hospital of Philadelphia) we arrived at the woods center, its a big old four-story brick building connected to the main wings of chop. We drove into the basement found a parking spot and get a slip from the attendant. I'm starting to feel pretty nervous wondering what options I'm going to have. We take the elevator up to the 4th floor, sign-in and were told to take a seat in the waiting room. It's a bright room, paintings of elephants, zebras, and giraffes cover the walls. There's little kids all around some coughing and crying as their parents try to console them, another's running around without a care in the world. I heard my name be called and the young nurse escorts my mom and I to room 6. We wait for surgent Adzick to arrive. After waiting about 30 minutes surgeon Adzick arrives, he knocks twice on the door and then proceeds to enter. He's a tall man probably 6 foot 3 with short gray combed over hair. He walks up to me shakes my hand and introduce himself, I can tell by the way he carries himself that is a very confident man. He proceeded to tell me that with my severe pectus excavatum he feels surgery is my only option. I was expecting him to say this but even still hearing it out loud made it almost too real. He told me another kid was getting the surgery in about three weeks and I could have mine done then also, or I could wait a few more months till school ended. The idea of waiting months was overwhelming; I don't have the patience for that. I told him that I'd do the surgery in 3 weeks. Little did I know that this surgery and the time that I picked would end up causing me my job and months of school work, I should have waited. I should have waited till the summer.
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Ryan Boyer
10/1/2018 06:54:14 pm
Interesting story. I like how you used many small details to describe the setting and people in the story.
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Nick D'Aversa
10/8/2018 01:28:22 pm
I have a friend with a similar problem. Although his chest isn't deemed as severe so he can't get the surgery
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