Disclaimer: I'm sadly not Libba Bray so I'm just going to have to make do with being myself. Dang.
Hay there, I wanted to write something, so I wrote this and I think it turned out well. This is a character analysis of Ann Bradshaw. Hope you like it.
Ann Bradshaw
I stare at reflection my in the mirror. I want to brick it. To make it disappear. The hideous thing there is me. I am plain, I am fat, NO one loves me and no one ever will.
I had gotten over the loss of my parents. I had except that I will never be more than a hated governess with only one redeeming quality. My voice.
My voice is the only lovely thing about me. I was song. If you closed you eyes and listened to me sing you could almost forget how plain I am, but then you would remember who I am. I am Ann Bradshaw, the pour, plain, chubby, unwanted girl who is only good for one thing.
Gemma almost made me fell needed. That was all over now. The realms were safe and I am just a nuisance. I would never see Gemma Doyle ever again.
Doyle, it was a name I longed to have once. Thomas Doyle was kind, giving, handsome, and a perfect gentleman, or so I though. There had been a time when I thought he loved me as I had loved him. That was when I was pretending to have means. When he found out who I really am, a fraud, he had thrown me aside just like all the others do. He had never cared. He was no different form the rest of them.
Fee might care. Of cores, that may only be because I wouldn't be there to follow her around and agree with everything she says. I think she likes being in charge of me, but I think she will be fine without me. She will find a new follower.
This is the only way I can avoid the dreadfulness of going to live with my cousin and her horrible children. I don't deserve that. I deserve at least one ounce of happiness in my life. Sense that was taken away from me in life, I would get it in death. With that last thought I bring the knife up to my throat and sweep it arouse swiftly. Everything goes black.
Well that was interesting wasn't it? I'm sorry of the unhappy ending. I was going to end it with Tom rushing in and stopping her but that would have been too cheesy. I am writing a happy story for Ann because, if you didn't know all ready, I consider myself very similar to her. She is the character that is most like me and I really do think that she deserves to be happy. Please review so I know if you liked it. Even if you didn't like it, I would still like to hear you thoughts. I would like to know why you liked it if you did and why you didn't if you didn't. That's it for now. Happy Thanks Giving…
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