Of Mice And Men Monologue Analysis

Thankfully, George didn't seem to be mad at me. He didn't seem to be mad at me at all. We were both beside the brush far away from the ranch, infront of a vast river. Across the river was the Gabilan mountain range, which reminded me of the rabbits that I would soon be able to tend with George. I asked him to tell me about the other guys an' about us, like he's done before. Then I asked him to tell me how it's gonna be in the future, at our farm. I love it when he talks about the farm, and the way he describes it is so dreamy. Once again, it felt as if I fell into a deep trance by George's words; I could imagine all the rabbits and the alfalfa, the cows, pigs, and chickens.. All in our very own farm where we have our own freedom. As George
was talking about our dream farm he told me to look acrost the river. I don't know why he told me to do that, but I did so anyway. George was out of sight now, but I didn't mind because I could still hear his magical voice. Oh, how I admire George, my favorite person in the world. I don't know what I'd do without him. I wanted to live at the farm with George as soon as I could, and I told him that. Then, I heard a ear-piercing bang and felt a sudden wave of immense pain. At that moment I knew George, George my favorite person in the world, had shot me in the back of my neck. I didn't understand. Why did he have to shoot me? Did he want to kill me all along? Did he hate me all along? A wave of confusion went through my head and I wanted answers. However, I didn't even have the time to say a single word, or even figure things out in my head. A few seconds after he shot me, my thoughts seemed to slow down. I fell to the ground, head first. As I collapsed, the world seemed to tilt in slow-motion. My brain seemed to stop functioning, slowly, slowly ...