First-Person Fiction

In the beginning of the story we had the impression that it was going to be a very depressed story. We see this person that is very harming to themselves and loves only death with no beliefs of a godly figure. But the narrator is the opposite: she is innocent and full of life. She’s very shy and not outgoing but has a relationship with God herself. Then the story seems to move to a depressed awful love story. The narrator finds out when they get locked into a room alone that he is not the person she wants to be with anymore. The narrator has misunderstood the boy for being someone outgoing and fun because of his weird personality. But she finds out that he is the opposite of outgoing, he’s not caring and has no feelings at heart. She also misunderstandings herself because she says she is not outgoing or fearless like him. But finds out that she has more of those traits than him when they were stuck alone. She fearlessly tried to climb out the window and get that man’s attention. She was outgoing enough to put herself out there and break up with him too. I feel like this story was a reflection on the narrator’s life, she found that she does have traits that she thought she didn’t. She had proved something to herself that she doesn’t need to always to make others happy but only herself. I am not sure if that’s the only thing the narrator is trying to get us to understand, she could also be telling us that belief in God will allow you to be a better person or overcome things you are struggling with.