Chapter One: Reflection
It’s 9pm, and the Prime Minister is dead.
I’m standing in a dreamlike state, four walls surrounding me, representing feelings, thoughts and emotions about what I just did. The Prime Minister is dead; I killed him.
All my life I waited for this moment, to serve justice for the people he has caused pain too and most importantly, the impact he has had on my life.
The idea of the ‘nuclear family’ did not exist in my upbringing, but only the knowledge of living in a lone-parent household. But when I grew up, into a young adult, I demanded answers. Answers that my mother refused to give me, questions that resulted my mother labelling me as a ‘matriarchal young lady’, where my questioning state of mind took over my soul to get answers about my father, and where he is. I was assured on my 25th birthday that the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth will be revealed and my mind of curiosity will stop once and for all.
I do not know what a ‘normal life’ is. All I know is, I’ve been raised by a woman who took on the role of being my father as well, being responsible for a double shift in the household. I grew up, with strange events occurring, resulting in my mother hiding me in the secret room being my bedroom. During these strange moments, my suspicions grew big… bigger when we moved town. I was called a different name since I was ten years old, and I could not tell anyone where I lived before. When I became fourteen years old, I took my false hope and made myself follow the steps of a self-devoting Christian where I said a prayer every night:
‘Great and mighty God, when the enemy whispers to me that you have caused my pain or suffering, help me to remember that scripture tells me you are the same ye...
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...ket was cautiously taken out, hidden behind my back waiting for everyone to leave the operating room.
I took my gloves off, making it clear to the guards that I will be leaving, but then I took the opportunity to inject him while they were not looking and left. A few minutes later, I heard a panic down the corridor. I decided to keep walking, but I was stopped. Everyone involved in the surgical procedure was rushed back to the operating room, where I witnessed his heart rate decreasing and saw him suffocate to death.
I smiled.
The guards realised it was me and I fainted.
I woke up, trying to familiarise myself with the setting I was in. I wasn’t in the hospital, but in a room where I was trapped from being with anyone I knew. There was a little window and a door. I was trapped, staring at four walls in a dream-like state. The Prime Minister is dead; I killed him.
Families in Pre-America were defined simply as a wife/mother, a husband/father, and their children. This was the basic unit of the Family tree. However, “The Nuclear Family” has this has been modified due to the immense amount of ambiguity and controversy. As the Nuclear family of America began their small step to diversification, they would soon confront their first World War and enter into the Great Depression in the United
Families are becoming more diverse and they come in all shapes and sizes. Some people consider families to be strictly biological, while others consider people they love to be their family. Although two-parent families, also known as a nuclear family are the majority, one-parent families are becoming more common in today’s society. A sole-parent is considered to be a parent without a partner or spouse who is the primary care giver of one or more children in a household (Ministry of Social Development, 2010). From the age of 14 onward I was raised by m...
Gasping in terror I awoke and shot to my feet. He was gone, but where, how long had I been here and ...
As families are changing; the ideological nuclear family which existed in the past is less common, and attitudes are changing (Kelly 2003, p 237). C...
Family creates and shapes everyone’s life whether it is positive or negative. Family is defined as “It finds its origin in marriage; it consists of husband, wife, and children born in their wedlock, though other relatives may find their place close to this nuclear group, an the group is united by moral, legal, economic, religious and social rights and obligations” (Ravelli and Webber 283). There are two main family forms, nuclear family and extended family; these families are the most commonly found forms of a family structure. A nuclear family is an adult male and female and their offspring. An extended family is multiple generations of adults
A dull ache had begun in his side. Lifting his shirt, he saw a large bruise beginning to form. His memory flashed to the struggle with the boy and he visibly cringed. The boy that now lay at his feet, dead, had been merely fifteen, he had barely lived. And he killed him for what? A wild goose chase that had led him nowhere? A senseless game someone was playing with him? He yelled in frustration, pulling even more at his hair. His head pounded softly against his skull, reminding him that this wasn’t a dream, no matter how much he wanted to wake up.
In that instant, I felt as though the ground had been taken from beneath me. Not knowing what to do with myself, I questioned how any of this could have happened. How could he have died? He was only thirty-nine, he was healthy, he was happy. He had just called me from Dubai a few days ago, telling me what a wonderful time he was having and how he might be heading to Nairobi for a couple of days. What could have happened to him from the day of his last phone call to the day he – I paused- I could not even think of saying the next word.
A sharp pain emerges from my shoulder as a voice follows. “Mr. Anderson! Hello! Are you with us?” I find the nurse’s firm yet gentle hand placed near my collar bone. While angering every bone in my body, I manage prop my head up to get a clear view of the woman. “No, I’m dead,” I mutter under my breath.
Suddenly I felt a knife cut through the thin skin in my throat, to stick itself into my breathing pipe, I couldn’t breathe anymore, and all my air was escaping. A spasm took my body then all went black, the last thing I ever herd was the sound of the guards cheering and laughing. I felt my soul trying to leave my body tugging, tugging as my flesh died, but then just before the last of my strength was about to leave my body, I felt as if my throat was burning. Then I realized that the laughs had stopped, I can hear, I can see, I can breathe, I’m…. I’m alive “I’M ALIVE,” I yelled, “DO YOU HEAR ME I’M ALIVE”, and I ran towards the car that was stil...
Murdock’s idealised view of the family could now be seen as outdated as it is no longer the most common family structure in Britain today although it can still be used as an argument against other perspectives. While there have been many changes to the structure of the family and the roles performed within it, the nuclear family remains an ideal for the majority of people in society.
I join the rest of my family under the fluorescent lighting of the emergency room and begin to feel the walls closing in on me. My uncle enters the waiting room and says “He was pinned by the back of his legs while loading lumber into the back of his van. He lost most of his
Allan was across from me tied up as well. His parents were not with us, but his mother could be heard crying and saying, “I don’t have a thing on me. Please let us go.” My mind was still trying to understand what, how, and why this was happening. Darkness overcame me again and this time when I woke up, breathing was hard and my body was restrained from the chest down. The attackers had somehow managed to fix the car and were driving us somewhere With Allan’s parents on top of me, I passed out for the third time. Water droplets hitting my face woke me up this time. An attacker was standing near me drinking my water, not knowing what was planned; I played possum still in the same position as in the
I opened my eyes to bright, glaring lights, blinding me. Pain seared through my head. I blinked once. Twice. Thrice. I was in a white room. I lay on a comfortable bed. I could hear a beeping sound somewhere above my head. IVs were attached to both of my hands. My left arm was in a cast. A tube ran under my nose. I could hear voices nearby. I was in a hospital. Someone was holding my right hand. I turned my head.
A family is made up of two or more people, related by birth, marriage, or adoption and residing in the same home. Society’s definition of ‘family’ has changed throughout history and includes blended families, single parents, homosexual couples, among others. Families are more ethnically, racially, religiously and stylistically diverse than half a generation ago — than even half a year ago (Natalie Angier). The “old-fashioned” idea that the family is a first time, stabile married couple with kids of their own is now becoming just one type of the term family. Although family has always been the people you are related to, the way we view it has changed drastically and the whole idea of what ‘family’ is has changed in many ways due to the many
I awoke to a white sheet draped over my body with an immense amount of blood seeping through its fabric. The Jaws of Life ripped apart my vehicle as if it were a damp piece of paper. I felt nothing—not physically, mentally, or emotionally. My surroundings were so obscure that I could not even comprehend the words leaving the lips of the emergency medical technicians. And then I felt it. A brace was strapped around my neck and my body was hoisted onto a stretcher. My entire left side of my body had been mangled beyond belief. I have been exposed to a profuse amount of painful events in my lifetime, but nothing could prepare me for what my future held.