Every fifteen minutes, a teenager dies from a car accident due to drunk driving.
Every 4 seconds, a baby is born.
Every 40 seconds, someone commits suicide.
The chances of dying of old age are slim, yet the people choose to decrease that chance by harming themselves. Putting their life into danger, into a thin rope, balancing, about to fall into the never ending darkness- what is often called death.
As I’ve been reading the Grapes of Wrath, I noticed that I have started to grow a little fond of the book. The story is quite slow, but it isn’t too bad after all. On a nice Thursday morning, my teacher assigned the class what’s called the 1-pager.
It’s basically a summary of a chapter, the book, or a scene, with illustrations, quotes, and a phrase to show the readers what or why you feel is important. I chose a chapter to summarize, not of the main character literally, but of the life of an everyday person who wants a car.
Hahaha well that isn’t really something I should be proud of, considering breakfast should be the biggest meal of the day. But hey, what can I say, my stomach is a muscle. And muscles stretch well when worked out.