Time has past since I've been living in the London Hospital. I know that many of the people in this place don't want me hear. What can I say? I know I'm a freak. Well earlier today I got the news that I am now a permanent resident of this hospital. I can now live here peacefully. I like the fact that I am close to Dr. Treves. I really appreciate of what he's done for me. He changed my life for the better and I don't think I will ever be able to repay him. I still feel like I'm being stared at, though. Many people started to come by and visit me, but not to meet me. They just want to see that "freak" and try to look good to others. The other day, this couple came by to visit and they looked frightened. I knew that they hadn't really come here with interest on getting to know me. I still tried to be polite. I think I best belong in my room. I still very much value what Mr. Treves has done for me. Thank you so much.
Well written! You chose an interesting time in John’s life and did a good job of comparing and contrasting the good things that were happening with the hard truth of what remained his reality. Nicely done!
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