Personal Narrative Analysis

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My tongue darted out to wet my chapped lips as I struggled to pay attention to the lecture taking place in front of me. Management was my passion, but my passion was dampened after the seemingly endless hours of analyzing businesses that I couldn't be bothered to care about. Market Entry Strategy was supposed to be an easy four credit class, but resisting the urge to reach inside my bag to retrieve the currently buzzing phone was about as easy as finding a needle in a haystack. Fighting against the death grip my heart had on my brain, I continued to take notes. Later, I promised myself, later I would have all of the time in the world. After industry evolution, optimal growth, and competitive interaction methods were my second nature, I would …show more content…

As Orpheus sat with his clammy hand intertwined, he imagined his hand as her last tie to the mortal world. Just Yesterday, they had discussed her trip to see him in such detail, and every moment before she headed home to Greece for New Year’s would be spent together. She would be backstage at his concerts and in his bed at night. He rubbed the sleepiness away from his eyes, and stole a glance at Eurydice's body. Burn marks marred the skin that was once a sun kissed tan, now burning red. Her chest was covered in dark purple bruises from her seatbelt. Stitches littered her purple tinted skin, sewing her back together like she was a rag doll. Tears prickling his eyes, he let go of the lifeless hand, and didn't turn back, not when loud beeping could be heard, or when doctors ran in the opposite direction of him barking directions to anyone that would …show more content…

She walked over to Orpheus's room to see him sprawled out on the couch, a note grasped in his hand. Bending down to read it, quietly whispering she read in the messy script of a doctor, “To Orpheus, before I get taken to surgery, I am making the doctor write this note. If I don't make it out, I want you to know I love you. Goodbye, Eurydice." A sense of calm rushed through the mother, before nudging Orpheus to wake him up. When the pale body didn't stir, Demeter sighed and resolved to bring the lanky man to bed. When she heaved the body to lay it in Orpheus's bed, she heard something clatter to the floor. Carefully laying down the Orpheus on the end of the couch, she picked up a small orange bottle, reading the label; Maenads sleeping pills, 250mg tablets. There were at least fifty capsules in the container. Grasping the cold neck a sense of trepidation settled into woman. Demeter felt for a pulse and sunk down on her heels when she realized what had

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