A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini page 359 “Later that morning, Mariam packed Zalmai a small lunch of bread and dried figs. For Aziza too she packed some figs, and a few cookies shaped like animals. She put it all in a paper bag and gave it to Laila. ‘Kiss Aziza for me’ she said. ‘Tell her she is the noor of my eyes and the sultan of my heart. Will you do that for me?’ Laila nodded, her lips pursed together.” And on page 391 “‘I’ll follow you to the end of the world, Laila.’ She pulls him close and kisses his lips. She believes she has never loved him more than at this moment. ‘Thank you,’ she says, her forehead resting against his.”

Prom night: 

We’ve finally entered the hall for prom and we enter to find our names on the plaque card that tells us where our table is. I am sitting next to my closest friends and all I am wondering is if they are okay and if they are enjoying prom so far. I look at them in complete adoration, soaking up this moment knowing it will be one of the best nights of my life. I look at my friend Abheyjeet and I tell him “I am so happy to be here with you right now, we have grown so much as two human beings. I am so proud of you.” My friendship with Abheyjeet bloomed very late in my high school career, senior year to be exact. I could not have been more thankful for him and I knew from that night he would be my friend for the rest of my life. I was also seated with Bikram, who is a dear old friend since freshman year of high school. I had hoped we would go to prom together, but that was not the case. Regardless, the love and affection I have for him is different from any other. The stolen glances between the both of us while we danced together here and there. I knew since that night we would stay friends for the rest of our lives. Needless to say, I was right, it was one of the best nights of my life.

I noticed that I had to analyze the text I was trying to copy and make sure the emotions that I am reading in the copied text are the same as my memory. In the text, I could see the deep rooted love Mariam has for both Aziza and Laila. So I wanted to implement that in my text in the ten minutes I had. I think I did this to the best of my abilities by trying to describe how I felt and the love I was trying to portray. I think there is a good sense of organization to the recreation of my own story. It follows the rhythm and theme of pure love in my friendships.