The Title of Eva is Inside Her Cat

This title truly makes no sense to me. But i guess thats just the point of magical realism in the first place. I mean Eva never truly went inside her cat, and it's not even a debatable question. In the text it said she didn't go inside her cat. So then why in gods green earth would the title say that she did? Well, if i'm supposed to have the answer in this blog, I don't. I honestly don't like the era of magical realism, nor do I enjoy reading pieces of this movement. In my opinion, they are pointless and a waste of my time. I could be reading something worth while and meaningful instead of having to crack the morse code of ever single world in these works. I mean it seriously makes me ill. I'm sorry to have to be so blunt but i do not enjoy sitting in a class and discussing for 70 minutes if this woman did or did not go inside of her cat. It amazes me that people actually become famous for stories like this.

The Metamorphosis

Part 3-


After I realized that I could make some thing of myself now, everything changed. My whole demeanor was totally revolutionized. I saw the world through different eyes. When i began to see that i now had a chance to better myself, given i had all theses new opportunities, i wanted to jump on all of them at once. So the first thing i did was moved to America because after all that's where the opportunities are. I applied to college which was a brand new concept to me and begun an independent study. I met a girl after only being there a few months, and she completely changed me. I know wanted to not only better myself, but also the world. After i told her my life story she encouraged me to help all the other kids out there who were like me. She wanted me to become an advocate for the poor, unloved, alone and afraid. Thats when i had the idea that with the help from my "father" i could start an organization to help needy kids. It would be a totally voluntary concept and a lot of fundraising would be needed. With this new thought in my head, i begun the first day of the rest of my life.



- Part 2


When I awoke I thought I was dead. I was surrounded by a bright white light, I felt clean and warm. Surprisingly though, I was not dead. I was very much alive. As my eyes began to focus, I could begin to make out the things around me. I knew a few things for sure, I was in a big room, on a comfortable bed, in clean clothes, surrounded my dangerously nice things and I could hear music faintly in the distance. I slowly creeped out of bed and began to make my way down the long hallway in an apparently massive house. Something in close proximity smelled delicious, making my stomach turn and making me realize just how hungry I was.  When I discovered the kitchen, there were many people making dinner and preparing the dinning room. They all pretended like I wasn't there, which isn't a shock to me... after all, it's how i've been treated my whole life. Then I suddenly heard a deep voice behind me and jumped a little in fear. I turned around to find a nice looking older man who began to tell me the story about how he found me and who he was. He ended with explaining to me that if i did not have a home or anywhere else to go he would love for me to live with him. Keeping my own survival in mind, i was not in any place to turn down this offer. After i accepted, he told me that he was a very wealthy man in India and i would be taken very good care of.  This my friends, is an understatement. This man had more money than i had ever seen in my life. I was living like a prince. I was the luckiest kid in the world. I had all the food i wanted all the clothes i needed and all the free time in the world. I was no longer the poor, dumb orphan child everyone used to know me as. I was re-invented. This man saved my life. This man, turned me into a child that I can be proud of. A kid that doesn't have to go on hating himself living in worthlessness. I am now someone that somebody else can love.

The Metamorphosis

Part 1-

I hate my life. I have no job, I am never happy, I have no money, I have no parents and I have no education. Yes, some may say that it is my own fault. Some may say that everyone was given the same opportunities to succeed and what you do with your own life is totally up to you. But, I severly disagree. I was and still am at a disadvantage. And no, i'm not using that as an excuse or as a crutch, I am honestly disadvantaged. I was found on the street when I was small, my jerk parents just left me by a dumpster in Lhasa, China. Can you believe that? I was found by some lady who sadly enough, already had two kids so she could not keep me. She tried taking me to the orphanages but they were all full. Finally, she found some man who agreed to take me in under his wing. His wife wasn't fertile and she had been wanting kids for a long time. Sounds perfect, right? NO. It was hell. They were the most unfit parents I had ever seen. We were poor, un-educated and they were cruel. Luckily, they both died. Sorry to be so blunt, but it's the truth. I thought I was so lucky... man was I naive. I was supposed to have a clean slate, a chance to start my life over and do whatever I wanted, but things were incredibly tough for me. I was living in a country that was extremely overpopulated. Meaning, there were no available jobs, expcially for someone like me who had no education, and there was no where to live for free. I had to leave China, but I had no money for any means of transportation. Thats when I realized that I had to start my journey on foot. It was when I reached India that I could no longer go on. I hadn't eaten in forever and I had been on my feet for longer than I can remember. Right as I begin to slip away from reality, I saw a man standing above me. I was too far gone to realize what was happening, so I just let myslef go in the arms of a stranger.