All the Love's in "First Love"

In the novel, "First Love," by Turgnev, the author depicts the firsts love's of many different characters. In the beginning, you automatically think that the first love being talked about is the main characters, Vladiminr, but towards the end of the book, you begin to realize that many more things are going on then initialially thought. Three main characters end up finding their first loves, as well as being caught in a pretty akward love triangle. Love is shared between a father, his son, and a beautiful young princess. Zinaida's, the beautiful young princess, character completely changes throughout the novel. In the beginning she is powerful, in control, interesting, feeds of attention, sure of herself, and cold at times. After she is struck by an unexpected love she becomes unsure, soft, and disinterested. Her role in the novel is key, as well as her transformation.

The importance of one thing.

One thing that is very important to me, more than any material item, is my mother. The bond that my mother and i share is more than just a bond that a mother and daughter should share, she is my best friend. I am so glad to have someone like her in my life, someone that trusts me 100% with everything, and that i can turn to with any problem if i need to. She is my everything, and i cannot even begin to imagine my life without her. She would do anything for me, and its just amazing to me how much love can generate out of one person. Yes, sometimes we disagree and sometimes i become very frustrated with her, but at the end of the day she is the person i value the most. I pray that i all of my children will know her, and i hope that she will not only be apart of my youth, but also every part of my adulthood. If i ever lost my mother, i literally do not know what i would do with my life. I am not sure if i could go on living without her. It would be the single hardest thing i would ever have to do in my life. The recovery process from that, if there is one, would be months... if not years. Everything important to me would cease to be important to me. I know that my mother would not want me to mourn for long, she would want me to do something great and influential with my life, but i don't know how i would even be able to think without her. I try to believe that everything happens for a reason, and i know maybe something good would come from it, but i don't know if i would realize it. I would try to keep my mother alive inside, and also by keeping her ashes and spreading them all over the world. She always loved to travel, and there are places i know she would like to go, so if she did pass i would take her ashes and spread them all over the world. In the most miraculous places. This would be my justice for this. I would keep a little bit of her with me, then i would let her live forever in the places she always dreamed to go.

The Nose

I woke up this morning with the feeling that i was not where i usually am. It was a strange sense of freedom, but also hesitation. I looked around my house, everything seemed normal, but then again this house did not feel like home. I ate breakfast with that same eerie feeling before heading out for the day. While roaming the streets, the weirdest thing happened... a man begun to chase me. I was not sure what to do, so i hopped in my troika and mushed away. It was not long before i realized that there was truly something different about that day and how i felt about myself. I decided to go to the cathedral and pray about it, since it seems to be a source of solitude for most. When i arrived at the church it was nearly noon and i found a small alter to kneel at for prayer; it was then that i saw the same man chasing me from earlier charging me now. He demanded that i belong to him and get back where i belong. I had absolutely no idea of the words in which he was speaking, but instead of being rude i simply did not say a word. He insisted on perusing this by telling me to get back where i belong with forceful gestures, so i decided to go. It was until later that the cops got me, i was simply taking a ride in my troika when the feds pulled me over. They were all screaming and insisting that it was in fact "me", even though im not sure who they thought i was. The next few hours was pretty hasy.. the men put me in a small dark room until they said it was time to go, and after that i couldn't see anything, feel anything, or think anything. I was nowhere, or maybe everywhere, i'm not sure. For all i know they could have sucked my brains out and served them in the nearest Chinese food restaurant. But oh well, there is nothing i can do about it now, i have no abilities. I dont know where i am, and i feel alone and afraid. I hope this doesnt last forever.....