One thing I Can't Stop Talking About...
I got bored during my English III honors class when my teacher Mrs. Plum recommended the book And Then There Were None to me. Little did she know that I'd liked the book, I loved the book a bit too much. An unhealthy obsession so to speak, especially something so grim. To those of you that don't know, the book's about ten individuals trapped on an island that are picked off one by one by a serial killer that's one of the guests. In a strange turn of events, all of the individuals turned out to have previously murdered someone. The thing about the book is that through action or inaction, everyone killed someone but not all of them are created equal. You see, some of them feel remorseful of their pasts are are plagued by the weight of their guilt. One in particular, Vera Claythorne, was a particular subject that I found the most fascinating throughout my essays. During may AP Literature class she was the individual that weaved in and out throughout all the papers. She...