ABSTRACT
WhatisyourresponsetothissentenceNietzschehandsdowntous?Ifindit hardtotake.IsupposeIcouldabiderepeatingmanyofthegoodthingsinmy life,buteverything?Evenhighschool?Iknowit'sasmallthing,butIrememberbeingshakenforweeksafterIhadaccidentallyletafriend'spuppyoutthe dooronacitystreet.Thelittlecreatureprancedaroundindelight,playing withmyfranticattemptstograbhim.Hedartedintothestreetandwashit squarelybyacar.Iwatchedashetwitched,oozedblood,staredatmeblankly, anddied.MyfriendranouttothesceneandIfellapart.Evennowgriefhasn't disappearedwhenIrecallthisday.Idon'tthinkIwanttogothroughthat again.
