Julie And Her Garlic Bread Analysis

Julie and Her Garlic Bread
Michelle, brown eyed, 48 year old lady who walked with a slight hunch. She always wore bright red lipstick specifically designed to cover her dry, chapped lips. Her hair felt like hay and her wrinkles covered her face like art. She wore thrift clothes everyday, and she wore them proudly. Michelle was unemployed, and lived with her two dogs Lucy and Lola. She has had her dogs by her side since I can remember. They were inseparable. Michelle had a heart of gold and a sympathetic soul. She was passionate about every person she met, evil or kind. Benevolence filled her body from the tip of her toe to the top of her head. Whenever she first saw you, she would greet you with a smile reaching from ear to ear, showing off her
She didn’t have a lot of friends or other priorities, therefore shopping for food was a significant part of her week. After looking and paying for her food, she left the store and started to walk back home, taking her time and enjoying the fresh air. She began to cross the street of a busy intersection when she saw a spinning car in the corner of her eye. The car was swerving so fast that the driver couldn’t contain it. Black tire marks were stamping on the road and surrounding pedestrians were frozen in their tracks, unsure of what to do or how to help. The impending car crashed into her before she could even try to jump out of the way. And just like that, she was gone. Dead. The impact of the car was so severe, that it instantly killed her. I can’t imagine what she was thinking or if she was even thinking in that moment. One second, she was enjoying her walk home and the next, a car smashes into her. Michelle. Michelle who had a heart of gold and a sympathetic soul. Why did this happen to you. Out of anyone else in the world, why you. I ask myself that question every day, but its hard to come up with an