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2. Стилистические и грамматические ошибки.
Тема обширная, что-то из твоей жизни, опыт, трудности, яркие впечатления... в общем свободный полет.... меня вот в абстракцию понесло....
Удачи! И спасибо...
- My Life Story (an essay)
Table of Contents
Ch.1 The Birth
Ch.2 I’m Living
Ch.3 My Death
Prologue
___Since my time and your patience is limited due to some particular circumstances, my life story is going to be the shortest one in the world…
Ch.1 The Birth
___I’ve decided to be born. I made that decision spontaneously, when I suddenly noticed the shimmering light at the end of the tunnel. Why not?I knew exactly what’s going to happen… All that pain, grief, happiness, and pleasure is going to be a part of my life again. It overwhelms, tears apart, excites and fascinates me. Nothing could be compared with that feeling of “being” or “existence”. I’m going to be young… I’m going to be old…. I’m going to be…
___So, no doubts, I should be born…. I was born as a piece of ice. I knew exactly what I like and dislike, what I want and do not. I’m not flexible and, therefore, not vulnerable to anything. You know that kind of kids, don’t you? They are as strong as only fresh blooming flowers can be.
___The piece of pure ice… Solid. Smart. Unbreakable. Unbending. Unpredictable. Peaceful mind. You are already jealous about that sort of purity, aren’t you? So, am I.
Ch.2 I’m Living
___Once upon a time, you can predict it, “that cold purity” melted down and became water. It just had been matured enough to be flexible, to realize that you are not just a part of the huge awkward iceberg drifting to nowhere, but much more. For now I am going to be anything I would like to – chilly or hot, sexy or frigid, contaminated or fresh, free or handcuffed, colorful or plain, guilty or innocent, with or without, … a myriad of brilliant combinations.
___I influence others and can be easily under their influence, as the unique ingredient can change the whole aroma in a cocktail of human lives and, at the same time, can be suppressed without doubts. I’ve forgotten my yesterday’s beliefs and words; therefore, tomorrow I may say exact opposite to what I’m saying now. What matters is that I always say “the truth”.
___All my “wants” and “not wants” are tearing me apart and don’t let me give up. Go! Go! Go! Right on top of the world! “What for?” grumbles my imagination. “What for, what for…wh-a-t-f-o-r-r-r,” whispers an echo in response, “you’ve decided to be born…”
Ch.3 My Death
___That’s it.
___What else to say? Having bored and devastated by the endless days and nights, insomnia and passions, the boiling water is going to be changed dramatically, be evaporated up to the ethereal beauty….
___Calm down! I’ve done everything I’m here for. All my possessions, money, knowledge, emotions are unbearably heavy. There is nothing worthy to keep... Being empty-handed and intangible, I will be able to blend dusk with dawn and slip away... I’m going to be an air to breathe for the next generations. Haven’t you had anything more inspiring or enchanting for years and years of existence? If not, you are ready to go away, go back to where you came from…
___Ready to make a decision again...
It's very poetic, and I love it.
