Post two...the Prologue.

       It was a dark, and stormy Tuesday night..Malia was wide awake, thinking about what her professor had assigned for her writing assignment. Her professor, Dr. McKaid, had said that it is important for anyone wanting to get into the arts, to be able to know how to get into the mind of a character, and show it through writing. They were told to base it off a character unlike themselves from a story that showed important and historical moments. Malia was at a loss and becoming more and more frustrated as the minutes ticked by, so she decided to wander downstairs and make herself a nice cup of hot cocoa. As she descended down the stairs, she was greeted by her dog, Cocoa, ironic name given the circumstances. Thinking about it, made Malia giggle. Cocoa was a seven-year oldChow Chow, who ironically, ate a lot of chow chow. (The food..not the dog. The dog is not a cannibal.) Cocoa was the sweetest dog and loved to be in Malia's company. Malia made the most delicious cup of hot cocoa she had ever had, and returned to her room, followed by Cocoa. While hugging her sweet pup when in her room, she felt like, as weird as it was, Cocoa looked to her as both a leader and a mother figure, and she even felt like one. Then it hit her. That's the character she should write about. Sethe, from a novel close to her heart, Beloved.