Essay Invisible Man - 1560 Words

Kristopher McVeigh Mrs. Yeyna AP Lang p.2 14 October 2014 Invisible Man Sequel Consider a life underground. Reminiscent of darkness and disparity you might think. But not my life, I live underground, yet it is the most brightly lit place you shall ever enter. I live here alone, a humble existence, but I shall soon emerge. I consider myself an invisible man, wronged by both my own kind and by the white man. But that s the way of things, in this world you ve got to fight and claw for what you want, and never know who you can trust. All I sought was acceptance and equality. I am a man of the darkness, yet a man of the light and the whole world will know my name. I refuse to be invisible. I shall be seen. Oh Lord I shall be seen. Nigh on†¦show more content†¦I must truly shed my invisible skin and blossom into a force to be reckoned with. Awhile back I met a lady who changed my outlook on life. As I was buying some necessities for my hole of a home she asked me, Don t I know you from somewhere? As panic momentarily overtook me I scrambled for an excuse citing being new in town so as to the impossibility of this. But she had me nailed saying, You once spoke on behalf of women, seeking rights for all, isn t that right? To which I foolishly replied I may have in another time and place, as I tried to stay cautious, not sure of the woman s intentions. I had been crossed and manipulated too many times to fall for her, though her beauty made me want to instantly trust her as she radiates warmth like only a true woman of character could. As it turned out she had no intention of manipulating me as so many had before. After some small talk she invited me to dinner at local restaurant called, The White Buffalo. I hesitantly accepted as I needed a reason to emerge from my hole. She was a remarkable woman, of a caring nature, yet shrouded in mystery, an unspoken agreement between us to not inquire of each other’s past. It was better that way. But I m getting ahead of myself; I ll tell you more of Carol later. For now know that under her I blossomed like a flower under the first rays of spring s life giving light. Oh light, what is