Torrent Anxiety
What do you think of this passage?
We were given this passage in English class and we have to make up the next part in the story and figure out where the author was going with it. What do you think this is about? Where do you think the narrator is? Here it is:
A nip in the air; the moon low, wrapped in nebulous luminescence. The air burnt, just like it always is before it snows. Sheaves of dried leaves envelop the dilapidated porch; we amble up the steep and eroded steps. A month from now the fellow on the right will have plummeted off the Arrigoni Bridge.
Why was I in front? I struggle with the obdurately affixed door. Cold spiders scuttle down my neck. Anxiety irrigates torrents down the sides of my brow; but I pay no heed to the looks I endure. Looks of contempt, were they? For what reason?
We shuffle into the foyer and peer. Peer at the monochromatic tile arrangement more studiously cleaned than I would have conjectured. Craned necks reveal our outsider status. Wide eyes our naïveté.
I think it’s so focused on its vocabulary, that it loses any poetic meaning it was trying to instill. Your english teacher obviously wants you to write academically, but never do so at the cost of genuine thoughts and characters. If you are going to write in the first person, try to write how people actually think.
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