Kite Runner: Paragraph #2

Did you ever do something that hurt either physically or emotionally, would it of hurt less if you didn't say anything afterwards?Amir finds himself watching his good friend Hassan get raped and decides to do nothing to help is friend. He walks away and tells himself that it'll be fine in a couple days if he keeps this significant event to himself. But as the days pass, Amir quickly becomes conscious of the fact that keeping this to himself isn't making himself feel any better. In fact, he starts to almost lose his mind. Hassan and Amir are in a sumberged awkwardness of conflict which takes it's toll on Amir quite quickly. Amir is also at conflict with himself, on what he should do and how much the guilt is starting to override his feelings. If only did Amir something when the rape was taking place, what would have changed?

Bad Flashback - Paragraph #1

"That was a long time ago, but its wrong what they say about the past, I've learned about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out. Looking back now, i realize i have been peeking into that deserted alley for the last twenty-six years" (Hosseini, 2003, pg.1 ) this quote makes me think.. If Amir could go back in time would he have done something? as Baba would say “A boy who won’t stand up for himself becomes a man who can’t stand up to anything.”(Hosseini, 2003, pg.24 ) putting these two quotes together doesn't only make me think, but frustrates me in a way that if Amir did something the night of the rape, could have Amir stopped Hassan from been raped- Amir could have made a better future. This would be all in my head forever. But what am i to say if I had grown up in such a regime, how would i know how to react in such a situation. 

Dream Vacation

Deven Sideroff
Oct. 8 2013

I am about 12 years old and it is around Christmas time my family had planned a dream vacation to Mexico. As I'm flying to Mexico, in my head I’m having thoughts of what I expected it to be like; hot weather, palm trees, waves winking at me from the suns glare, sand as soft as silk. The perfect vacation i am picturing in my head.

We loaded the plane, it is very unexpectedly big, it took us while to find our seats. My family sat first class and had complimentary meals; i ordered French fries and a burger. We started to watch the movie 'Surfs up' but all I can think about is what Mexico will be like. I looked around the plane and turned to my brother and asked him, "what do you picture when you get off the plane?" "i picture palm trees waving at me and welcoming me to their home" he responded. The rest of the flight I had to sit on the aisle seat while my brother got the window. Extremely bored i decided to make a paper airplane and throw it up the plane, after about five minutes of thinking my planes gone and the fun was over my paper plane flew back at me; from that point on i was tossing paper airplanes back and forth with someone I had never met.

We finally reached Mexico and it is as amazing as I pictured in my head. We checked into our hotel and all I wanted to do was get to my room and change into my bathing suit and go to the beach. As I stand in sand land I look at my surroundings, everything is the same as i imagined, waves dancing, trees waving, and the sand was softer than silk. There is my family along with my cousin’s family, every night there would be a show on the resort stage. Me and my cousins would always get front row and get to volunteer when we could. Tonight there is a comedy act and me and my cousins are sitting front row hoping to hear the words "do we have a volunteer?" from the people on stage. The second day of the vacation we went surfing. As i stand up on my surf board was looking down and the water pushing me as I glide through the water falling many times before finally getting the hang of it. The week went on it just kept getting better and better till the day of departure.

The trip was overall an unreal time, but all vacations come to an end. I got to the airport and as we flew over Mexico I saw our resort and I thought of the great times and memories that i had. As i got back home early in the morning i went straight to sleep. The next morning waking up lying on my bed trying to remember everything that happened all the good times, the dream vacation, it was all a blur, and then I realized it was all a dream.