Bonner 50 Kassie Bonner ENG 285 – 3 Professor Whiteacre April 12, 2013 Rough Draft Rising Up I like to think that, when a casket is being lowered into its grave, that it’s actually the world all around it rising up, as if it’s fighting against the sadness, trying to prove that it can and will move on.
I Feel I feel pressured to write continuously. I feel that I might not do it correctly. I feel the cramp in my hand. I feel like typing is healthier for my hand. I feel like writing truth. I feel like not making myself vulnerable to other people. I feel like I need more sleep. I feel like I need to call about my broken coffee machine. I feel like I should have gotten one that worked in the first place. I feel that I hate calling companies about my problems. I feel guilty about sharing my problems to others. I feel that they don’t want to listen. I feel that I might make them feel bad. I feel that I do not want to hurt other people. I feel kind of silly for wanting to take that pain instead. I feel like my back hurts, as it has since my freshman year. I feel so annoyed that it still hurts. I feel sad that it will continue to hurt. I feel self-conscious about how I sit in my chair. I feel that I need to lose weight. I feel that my boyfriend lies to me when he says I am beautiful and look fine. I feel that I am just being a pitiful girl. I feel that I need to be more ok with who I am and what I look like.