Thursday, August 30, 2012

Unrecognizable End




Committing suicide comes as a shock to me being 16 years old and not living much of a “fulfilled” life just about yet. When I read in the newspapers or hear about cases where people pull the trigger, hang themselves, and basically end their life it becomes unrealistic to me. I only stop and think wow they must have messed up really bad, they must feel so much pain it hurt to breathe just a second more, or maybe even worse, they are drowning with guilt. The Burn Journals illustrated a different version of taking away your life. Brent does not see it as mysterious and wrongful as most of us do; in fact I think he never really had the chance to reflect on the gravity of the situation. For him it was simple. I failed my science class and that can only mean punishment and suspension, so why bother suffering the consequences if I can just end it. Thank fully I have never been a witness of suicide, but unfortunately I know people who have, and I’ve seen movies where it’s all so dramatic and complicated. For Brent it’s just like starting all over, it’s an escape from facing his parents and his school for the mistakes he’s made. It’s weird of me saying that because those " mistakes" are really stupid things like failing a class and stealing school supplies , but he’s 14, his problems don’t get more complicated in the current environment he’s living in.

The most important part in the book I’ve read so far about is Dr.Rubinstein's visits. Brent does not like her at first for he’s used to the cuddling and feeling sorry from the people around him, he hasn’t even had to deal with the questions of why he did it up until here. Still it was surprising just how quickly he was able to open up to her.
"How many times have you tried to commit suicide?" “I don’t know maybe three or four" he says. This can only lead me to believe that he didn’t know he was doing something wrong and concerning until he was put through living an entire month in hospital grounds, going surgery after surgery and having to look at his purple bloody hands and enduring skin replacement on a daily basis. As a reader when he says “I won’t do it again" I honestly believe him, I try to put myself in his shoes even though it’s a pretty hard situation to stand by with. I am intrigued to find out how he will react to visits from his friends. Will he find his own world embedded in his skin like with Alice Walker, or will he fall into a road of recovery after depression and regret?

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