I’m going to be reading three Stephen King books. The three I chose were Misery, Dolores Claiborne, and The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon. I chose these because, I have grown up listening to my mom talk about how she has read almost every single Stephen King book out there. We used to watch the movies together as a family and she would tell us how good the books are. Now that i’m in high school, I figured I should get around to reading a few of them. I have already finished reading misery and right now i’m in the process of The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon and as soon as i’m done with that i’m going to read Dolores Claiborne.
Steelheart came from what appeared to be a normal family in the beginning, he had two brothers and a mother and a father who loved each other and their children. Steelheart loved his family, but most of all, he loved playing with his two older brothers. His brothers loved to get into trouble with their friends, nothing more than toilet papering and doorbell ditching, just the normal teenager activities that they enjoyed doing with their friends. Once Steelheart’s mother caught on what her two boys were doing she came unglued, well not totally unglued, she was just upset. She wasn’t really the type of mother that would punish her children, she hated to see the people she loved most (her children) unhappy, so she decided to make the older boys take Steelheart along with them when they left with their friends, they couldn’t possibly get into too much trouble with their little brother with them. But, boy was she wrong, the two oldest boys just taught their little brother what they knew and they made him promise not to tell, as it would just make her sad and they loved her very much and didn’t want her to be sad.
As time went on, Steelheart continued to go with his brothers and their friends, just causing trouble and being normal kids. Steelheart’s brothers taught him all their tricks, like if you wanna toilet paper someone and they don’t have trees, you can just throw it on their roof and get all over their house, “This way it’s a lot harder for them to clean up and that’s better.” the oldest explained. Steelheart began to go out with them almost every night and he often looked forward to when they would be causing trouble, his brothers were right, it was a lot of fun. The boys were allowed to be out as late as they wanted to be, because their mother trusted them and she was just happy that the boys were bonding, she didn’t need to know what the boys were doing. One night the boys were planning a huge prank to pull on one of their neighbors. Steelheart was very excited that his brothers decided to involve him in the planning of their big prank, he couldn’t wait to actually do it and pull it off without getting caught. When the time came for them to leave, they gathered up their supplies and walked out the door “Have fun! Remember who you are!” , their mother called as they walked out. She had no clue and Steelheart thought it was better that way. They walked the few blocks to the house they were planning on, it was on a fairly busy street but far enough in that they could pull it off. They immediately began to throw toilet paper all over the trees and the rest of the yard. Once they covered the trees and basically every other plant in the yard, they had a little amount of toilet paper left over after some discussion they decided to use the rest and get the roof of the house too. The boys each took a roll and threw it to the rooftop, Steelheart grabbed the last roll and chucked it as hard as he could only to miss the roof and go right through what looked like it could be a bedroom window. The boys stared in terror as pretty much every light in the house turned on, the front door began to open and the boys turned and took off running towards the main road. All they had to do was make it across the street, there they would be able to hide and take a shortcut home. Steelheart bolted across the street ahead of his brothers, when he reached the sidewalk he turned around just in time to see his two older brothers hit and caught in some oncoming traffic on what they thought to be a safe road.
Steelheart watched through tears as the emergency vehicles came speeding up, he saw people jumping out to attend to the two boys. They tried for about ten minutes before he saw them cover his beloved brothers with a sheet. The police were asking him questions “What happened?” , “Why were you boys crossing the street?”, Steelheart just sat there frozen in silence. Eventually, law enforcement was able to contact his parents, he watched as a teary eyed mother and father arrived on the scene. His mother broke down in tears and disbelief right there on the sidewalk when an officer gave her the heart wrenching news. When she regained her self control she turned and took Steelheart home.
Family life was never the same, there was no more laughter and his mother’s happy spirit had left their home. Steelheart’s mother couldn’t stand the loss of her babies, she immediately fell into a dark depression that she never really returned from. With Steelheart’s father working out of town most days, he lost the love, nourishment, and encouragement he used to get from his mother, he was alone and neglected.
As time went on Steelheart learned to care for himself. He didn’t take it very lightly when someone tried to help him, he didn’t care about them, he just missed his mother. He would not be some charity case that everyone felt bad for, he hid his pain until he himself believed that he was invincible. It was his confidence that led others to believe it as well. He was Steelheart, he was strong, and boy did he have plans for the future. He was going to make people listen and answer to him, he was going to be in charge and since he had already lost all that was important in his life, he didn’t care who he had to hurt or what he would have to do to get there.
Howdy, i’m Isabelle!
I learned to read when I was younger, i’m not really sure what age I learned when my mom wanted me to study the Book of Mormon with the rest of the family. The first book or books I remember loving were the Junie B. Jones books and the magic tree house books as well. Today I really LOVE The Help, its just been my favorite for forever! I’m pretty sure I’ve read it about five times in the last school year. I only like to read one book at a time, I just find it really hard to keep up with multiple stories. I really like to read realistic fiction, I like to imagine myself in the story in the background, watching it all go down. I find really hard to imagine myself in a fantasy story, its just not my thing.