Personal Narrative: A Rose For Emily

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Its a fragile item, although so many are broken everyday. Through the course of words as cold as ice sticking it like the blade of a sword. Its a hurtful life to live as one, a stone cold beating heart. Love is the light to brighten their day but covered by the darkness of hate, only to one day be broken and freed. And my heart is covered of what they call the darkness and can never be freed. No matter how much love it is strucken by. I live a lonely life in England, my cottage only fair for one to live in. My children and wife are dead now, dead by disease. But I sometimes ask in the name of the lord why I wasn't taken too. Why I was left to all the depression of my loved ones deaths. But I know there is a better purpose for me and that …show more content…
Harmon”
“Now leave” I say Caroline is such a sweet, kind women but I swore to myself that I would never think of another woman like that other than my beautiful wife. When my wife was still alive her and Caroline were good friends. Although I don't see why she still clings to me and tries to comfort me. And I hate to say it but I feel that Caroline is in love with me. ‘Gahhh” my chest is pounding harder than ever. I need to stop thinking of this and just go back to sleep. Caroline stopped by again this morning, She asked me to brunch. I had nothing better to do so I went. It was actually quite fun. We talked laughed and had a great time but I stay true to my wife and make sure Caroline is only a friend and thats how it will stay. But she told me something interesting today. When my wife was dying she told Caroline to make sure I move on in life. And not let her death hold me back, but to think about someone replacing her hurts more than
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“Hello Caro…….”
“Hello Mr. Harmen I am the Lawyer that holds you wifes will may I come in.”
“Yes, yes come in.”
“I am sorry for your loss but I have been ordered by her will to come on this exact day and have you examine it.”
Christmas Day of the next year my dead finally decides to reveal her will to me. As he handed me the paper I began to read it
Dear Charles,
Well it has been a while and yes I see that now but I feel that sorrowing over me anymore will do you no good. I want you to move on if you haven't already. Not just me but the kids think as well. I know I suffered but why must you have to. I know I may be dead but knowing if you are alone will hurt forever. Just do me this favor and move on, and don't suffer like I

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