Personal Narrative: A Feminist Character

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I plan on bringing multiple topics from class into my story and make each topic into a character. For example: A Feminist character for one of the Feminist articles, a ‘disabled’ individual for the disability article, an oppressor for one of the oppression articles, etc. I want to share their lives in a world where they are all classmates who do not get along. The students end up going on a three week vacation together to Rome, Italy in the summer and are held captive instead for two months by a familiar man who dictates their every move. The goal of this piece is to travel through the characters lives to understand each individual's specific qualities/ways of life and become more liberated as a group by the end. However, they also need to …show more content…
*she felt her palms beginning to perspire* I… I was born in Haiti as an only child. I don’t have much to say about myself because I only have happy memories as a child. Actually, I don’t even really have those... My mother and I have been spending many years trying to leave my father’s dictatorship on us. When I was old enough to speak educated thoughts, my father did not like what I had to say, so he always closed me in. My mother, too. He treated us so poorly. Beat us, did not feed us, did not let us bathe, and would not let us talk or leave a tiny room in our basement. We finally broke free two weeks ago with help from my oldest cousin and fled here to live with my aunt… but that is a story for later. I’m probably boring you all.

Professor Ryan: Is that all you wish to tell us?

Callie: Oh, and because of what i’ve been through, I concider myself a feminist. And… I like animals... And taking care of people.

Brady: *yells out* HA, you say you’re a feminist… but do you even know what that is if you were stuck at home with mommy and daddy all your life?

*Lily slaps Brady’s arm*

Lily: Brady! Don’t be rude. Did you not listen to what she has gone through?

*the room goes into a dead

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