Gabriel Morales
B. Ecks
English
October 12, 2015
Kite Runner The Better Version
New found redemption meant a new life for me. No more secrets, no more lies. "There is a way to be good again", I recalled those few words Rahim Khan had so carefully picked out and spoken. Each word hit me like fresh raindrops from the sky. It brought back childhood memories, the pain and sadness I had carried with me all these years, and yet they gave me hope. Now I was free, free like a bird, like a kite.
Like a kite, indeed. I remembered the time when Sohrab and I went kite running together for the very first time. He had opened up a little bit, not a lot, but it still counted for something. I ran the kite for him, just like Hassan did for me. I told him "For …show more content…
The September 11 incident news had been blaring on televisions worldwide for an extended time now. My heart went out to those who were victimized. I felt for them, for their loss of their loved ones. I was an expert in knowing these kinds of emotions. A shadow of a small figure passed in front of me and I spun around, facing Sohrab. The expression on his face was unfathomable."Hey. You alright?" I asked gently. Sohrab was never usually up this early in the morning.As usual, Sohrab made no comment and instead, came to sit next to me. As I wrapped an arm around him, I noticed that he did not flinch or attempt to move away, but I could feel him stiffening up slightly. I was used to this. Sohrab's lips twitched. I could tell he wanted to say something, but couldn't quite say them out loud. All I could do was wait.Silence filled the air."I have to ask you something." He finally said, his voice barely a whisper."Yes?" I made my voice as low as possible as well, so he wouldn't feel less comfortable speaking to …show more content…
Sohrab. My attention snapped back to him. His face was a mix of emotions, miserable and confused. I waited for him to say something. Say something, I begged in my mind.Silence filled the air once again; this time, uncomfortable silence. Sohrab was the first to break the tension between us, "It's okay."It took me a second to register what he just said, "What?""My father always used to tell me that people deserve second chances He talked about you a lot. " I waited for Sohrab to continue after he paused. "I know that he has forgiven you. He loved you just as much as he loved
B. Ecks
English
October 12, 2015
Kite Runner The Better Version
New found redemption meant a new life for me. No more secrets, no more lies. "There is a way to be good again", I recalled those few words Rahim Khan had so carefully picked out and spoken. Each word hit me like fresh raindrops from the sky. It brought back childhood memories, the pain and sadness I had carried with me all these years, and yet they gave me hope. Now I was free, free like a bird, like a kite.
Like a kite, indeed. I remembered the time when Sohrab and I went kite running together for the very first time. He had opened up a little bit, not a lot, but it still counted for something. I ran the kite for him, just like Hassan did for me. I told him "For …show more content…
The September 11 incident news had been blaring on televisions worldwide for an extended time now. My heart went out to those who were victimized. I felt for them, for their loss of their loved ones. I was an expert in knowing these kinds of emotions. A shadow of a small figure passed in front of me and I spun around, facing Sohrab. The expression on his face was unfathomable."Hey. You alright?" I asked gently. Sohrab was never usually up this early in the morning.As usual, Sohrab made no comment and instead, came to sit next to me. As I wrapped an arm around him, I noticed that he did not flinch or attempt to move away, but I could feel him stiffening up slightly. I was used to this. Sohrab's lips twitched. I could tell he wanted to say something, but couldn't quite say them out loud. All I could do was wait.Silence filled the air."I have to ask you something." He finally said, his voice barely a whisper."Yes?" I made my voice as low as possible as well, so he wouldn't feel less comfortable speaking to …show more content…
Sohrab. My attention snapped back to him. His face was a mix of emotions, miserable and confused. I waited for him to say something. Say something, I begged in my mind.Silence filled the air once again; this time, uncomfortable silence. Sohrab was the first to break the tension between us, "It's okay."It took me a second to register what he just said, "What?""My father always used to tell me that people deserve second chances He talked about you a lot. " I waited for Sohrab to continue after he paused. "I know that he has forgiven you. He loved you just as much as he loved