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Fictional Autobiographical Narrative - Pip

 

            I remembered it was an evening when I'm still young that I first met my love, Estella. Under the hot sunshine, I was standing in front of Miss Havisham's house but I am very nervous. Mr. Pumblechook only told me that Miss Havisham is an old woman and that is the only information I know about her. After a few minutes, a young woman named Estella opened the gate and let me in. She was so pretty that made me love her at first sight. Her attractiveness acts like a magical magnet pulling me toward her. At that moment, I was thinking that, "I could spend the rest of my life with you." .
             In the dark house, there was a scary hallway and we could only see clear by candles. Surprisingly, Estella left me alone in front of a door at the end of the hallway. I knocked and was let in. That was my first time to meet Miss Havisham. Then, this willowy, yellowed woman had shocked me because she was dressed in an old, weird wedding gown that is creepy. I thought that this dress was actually beautiful if it wasn't old and had a yellowy- brown color. I wondered why this weird lady dressed like that and also wore exaggerated makeup that made her look old. Suddenly, I realized that all of the clocks in the room are stopped at exactly twenty minutes to nine. I felt that I am trapped in a scary ghost house. Things went even stranger when Miss Havisham called for Estella and told her to play cards with me. Although I always enjoy playing cards, but this humiliating card game only reminded me about World War Three. Estella offenses me as a common laboring-boy and Miss Havisham told her to break my heart. Then, I get increasingly depressed when Estella continually insults my low social class and unrefined manners. Her cruelness and coldness made me cried when I left the Satis House. I wished I had nicer clothes and softer hands to let Estella love me instead of hating Estella of her coldness toward me. .
             After I went home, I realized that I am in love with Estella.


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