For this Literary Free Write, Gavin Shehan presents Donald Trump as the character Meursault from The Stranger by Albert Camus
Trump, somehow lost after wandering out of his winter home in the south of Texas, was exceedingly uncomfortable. His now wrinkled and sweat-stained suit made him appear as some sort of zombie in your prototypical television show- his toupee was matted, his spray-tan created visible splotches in his skin tone, ranging from dark orange-brown to the pale and oddly pure white of his bare skin, his strange drunkard stumble…
Like any uncomfortable toddler would, Trump complained the whole time he walked along, mumbling “damned, foreign, incomprehensible wife of mine” or “Mexico should install an AC unit for their climate” or “why haven’t I seen the wall- oh yeah, I need to build it.” Ironically, he did actually cross into Mexico after a time.
After a while in the foreign land, he stumbled across a creek, and on its banks rested a native- sombrero, pancho, and all. Standing over the sleeping man, Trump’s mind wandered. His thoughts drifted from his presidential campaign, to the great successes of his life, to the resentment he held for his father for lending him only the $1 million loan, and finally back to the Mexican.
“Look at him sleep there,” he brooded angrily. “Not a care in the world. Probably not a single dollar to his filthy name. All the while I’m here due to my wealth and sleep deprivation. It’s not fair. I should have just bought the land next to the border and built the wall myself. Look at him. All he has is the coolness of this creek to himself … I must have it!”
Nearing unconsciousness, Donald drew his .38 special and pumped a single round into the innocent man’s head.
Romeo was a straight A student. It was his senior year of high school and he still had not figured out what the school of his dreams was. They all bored him and were not what he was looking for. Then one afternoon while researching colleges he found the perfect school. This school was everything he was looking for and more. It had all the best programs he needed. He began to obsess over getting into the school, and it became all he ever thought about. He didn’t bother applying to any other schools as he only had his heart set on this particular college.
When spring time rolled around he grew anxious to see if the school of his dreams accepted him. One day while he was searching through his mailbox he saw the letter had finally arrived. His heart raced as he opened the letter and at that moment it stopped beating. He got rejected and immediately went into a depressive state. He found life no longer worth living so as he came inside he immediately went into the kitchen, grabbed a knife, and stabbed himself in the chest.
Later that evening an email arrived to inform Romeo he had been accepted and that he had received the wrong letter by accident.
Tom Sawyer Receives College Rejection Letter
On hot summer days, especially during noon, neighbors could expect Tom and the other children to be as noisy as possible. However, on this particular day, it was curiously silent. Tom was nowhere to be seen, he wasn’t swinging a half-dead cat around, or slapping white-wash on an old fence; even Huckleberry Finn was absent. This miracle was in fact due to an important event that was due soon. An event that included a particular letter destined to the Sawyer home. Tom Sawyer was pacing in his room anxious and excited. He wiped his sweaty palms and brow on the sleeve of his overalls. This was the letter that would lead him to his future. If it was a good one, he could eat all the apples he wanted without being scolded and kiss all the pretty girls he fancied. Tom was impatient for the letter to come; when he heard the bell ring from the postman’s bike, Tom rushed past Auntie to pick up the letter. As soon as his fingers felt the thick, expensive envelope paper, Tom tore the shell to pieces to hold what really mattered. He peered closely at each word, his mouth ready to break into a large smile. However, his face immediately paled and dropped. After holding the paper until his legs and back were stiff, Tom crushed the paper in his hands and trudged quietly to his room. He cried into his pillow and moped until night fell. When Tom finally left the house and walked under the tall trees with the crickets, he thought to himself, ‘Huck Finn is living just fine…’
Hamlet Receives Final College Rejection Letter
Despite the recent victory of his father’s army over that of Norway, Hamlet had become quite melancholy. As any seventeen year old of the time did, he applied to colleges in attempts to spread his wings and mature. He spent hours, decades (not literally), crafting what he believed to be the best measure of his life, intellect, and personality. The process was grueling - many of Hamlet’s teeth were pulled in the process.
Despite his efforts, despite the joyous state of his surroundings, despite his gay and innocent times of his childhood, he was rendered worthless. The letter, which still rested solitary on his desk, gloated at him despite being inanimate. As Hamlet sat at his desk, still stupefied at the realization of his disappointing future to come, all the joys of his youth slowly and painfully turned into sadness and resentment. He had been rejected from the last college left that he had applied to.
The large hours of the night turned small, then to the large of the day. Hamlet both mourned his former joyful, blissful self and began to plan his future. College, and with it his desire to research and aspirations of being a scholar, was clearly out of the realm of possibilities. What was he to do? Flee to Norway and settle on being a mere jester? Stay home and be content with tending the farm animals?
Hamlet Receives College Rejection
Prince Hamlet was just getting to the milestone in his life when he needed to apply to colleges. He had one college in his mind that he was set on; The University of Denmark. He spent months in advance preparing for his entrance exams and essays that he would eventually send off to Denmark. His father, Hamlet Senior, repeatedly told Hamlet to apply to other colleges that he would be guaranteed acceptance to in hopes Prince Hamlet would go to a college even if his dream college didn’t accept him. However Hamlet refused to listen to his father because he was certain the University of Denmark would accept him. Months had passed before it was time for acceptance and rejection letters to be sent out. Hamlet was on edge for the month as his friends Horatio and Marcellus got their acceptance letters. Days had gone by when his father finally brought up a letter. “I’m certain you know the matter of these words”, his father said with a big grin stretched across his face. Hamlet snatched up the letter and dismissed his father with a casual nod. His eyes scanned over the contents of the letter and his mouth twitched from a slight smile to a deep pout. From this moment to a week later, Hamlet moped in his room and prevented contact with others by locking himself in his room. His mother Gertrude would frequently knock and ask if he needed anything but he ignored her questioning. No one asked what the letter said before Hamlet caused the edges to be engulfed, slowly but then suddenly all at once, for they knew what the verdict was. If only he had applied to other colleges, would his grief be more short lived. However his pompous attitude caused him to be overconfident and unable to see the risk in his choices. Because of this, he spent the next few months in deep sorrow.