Personal Narrative: Oedipus The King

Ever since I was younger I was expected to do my best, to act proper, and to be respectful to others who are of the same social class as me. The expectations people had put upon me had gotten more difficult to live up to. I remember when my father first told me they were sending me to another kingdom to live with my soon to be husband, I threw a fit, I argued, and I had risen my voice to him. It was the worst night of my life, for I was punished, and taught who rules the house hold, and who truly has a power and a voice. Ever since then I learned to keep my mouth shut and follow orders from the man of the house. That lesson was the thing that helped me get through life. The thing that taught me where I stand, where woman stand. After this plague …show more content…
Once the black plague hit, i forgot everything that I was taught, and survival was the only thought in my mind. Out of fear, my thoughts and actions froze, for I had no idea what to do. Should I follow King Ericks orders or should I try to help the people and find a way for them to survive. I was just a mere princess, what can I do? I don 't know anything about the culture of medicine, and I have no right to oppose my future husband. At the same time I had the urge to tell the doctors to go outside and find a cure. Yet that would also be going against his orders. I had no say in his orders, for he was king, for he was my future husband. A dominant king, who shall not be opposed. My thoughts weren 't clear and I had no idea what to do. Should I find a way to help them and go against King Ericks orders, and killing myself in the process, or following his orders and living while letting others die for the sake of my survival? These thoughts had a very clear answer, I had to help. Yet I had no courage to help. I wanted to live, and sacrificing them is going to be the hardest thing I have