"the yellow wallpaper"

The narrator seemed to be most bothered by the very thing "she" was apart of, the wallpaper. The other characters wouldn't listen to her, said she was well when she wasn't, kept her alone when she felt company would do her better. Very often educated people do not listen to those in a less fortunate perdicament even though they may know what's best for themselves. I enjoyed the story although it was hard for me to get into at first. I can relate because very often I feel a certain way physically or mentally and it's hard to convey it to others and they believe what they see. I too believe I'm apart of something others aren't familiar with.

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