Two Shadows In The Distance example essay topic

Fiction Paper "Lost in a Daze" By Donnell Nelson On his bed, with his headphones on, the kid lay listening to his favorite Tupac Shakur song, "Mama's Just a Little Girl", from the latest CD "Better Dayz". Fighting as hard as he may, the sleep monster begins to attack, his only defense is singing the words to the song, .".. but to ask us why we " ve turned from bad to worse, is to ignore that from which we " ve came. You wouldn't ask why the rose that grew from the concrete had damaged pedals. On the contrary, we would all celebrate its tenacity.

We would all love its will to reach the sun. Well, we are the roses; this is the concrete; and these are my damaged pedals. Don't ask me why... Thank God!

Ask me how? !" His mind wonders... he falls into a deep sleep while comparing his life to the words of the song. Dreams inevitably interpret the meaning of his life and this song. He begins to walk along the streets of ghetto, as he nears the corner he notices two of his friends hanging out on the corner. They are holding forty-ounce bottles of Colt 45 Malt Liquor. He sees them but they don't seem to notice him as he turns the corner.

He continues his journey on the long dark streets that seem to have no end in sight. As he comes to the next corner, there are the same two friends, a little older, maybe two years, still hanging out on the corner, this time holding a pint of Jack Daniels Whiskey. Once again he sees them but they don't seem to notice him. Continuing his journey through the streets of his dream, he sees the same two friends, still on a corner, looking maybe five years older.

He gasps as he sees the dope filled syringe they are sharing. He sees them but they don't seem to notice the vexed look on his face. He takes a closer look and realizes that one of their faces is hiding in the shadows of the darkness, while the light blurs the other's face. Haunted, he briskly walks past. Coming to the end of this long dark journey, the kid sees two shadows in the distance. He feels the need to speak.

He speeds up, trying to get a closer, clearer view. Startled to find that they are lying motionless with a needle in their forearm, an empty bottle of Jack Daniels in the other hand, and a bottle of Colt 45 on the ground beside them. They have aged 10 years. In the distance he hears a soft voice... ". honey, its time to go".

Closer and clearer... ". honey, its time to go". He snaps, its his wife, repeating herself over and over. He realizes he has awakened from a dream. He looks around, remembers he's at the cemetery where his parent's are buried. He places two roses on the concrete and walks hand in hand with his wife towards their car. Same dream.

A gust of wind... a damaged pedal floats away.