Empathy Writing

“Dead. The word echoed through my ears, like someone’s yell echoed across a lake. They were gone and were never coming back I told myself. I would never see them, or hear their voice again. I wouldn’t be able to cope with this. It felt like that at any moment I might shatter into a million pieces and I new that when I did, nothing would be able to put me back together again.”

That is what I think a good example of empathy writing is. It is way better than just saying, “I am sad that they died.” The other one is powerful and most people can relate to this kind of agony. If they can’t the writing makes you feel like you can. I think one good way writers make their readers feel empathy is by making a character that everyone can relate to. So you want to create a realistic person. Someone who makes mistakes, and someone the reader can identify with is ideal. That is one way a writer can make their readers feel empathy.

Another way is to make your writing descriptive and powerful and captivating. It can’t be dull and boring. You have to really make the reader understand what your character is going through. Whether they are happy, sorrowful, disappointed, or infuriated. You have to make the reader understand the different levels of emotions your character has. That is an additional way you can make the reader feel empathy.

So again two different ways writers make readers feel empathy is to make a character that everyone can relate to and to have descriptive writing. I hope that one day I will be able to follow these to very important rules of making readers feel empathy and create a story that has some great empathy writing in it.

Wearing A Burqa

The other day I was walking through the streets and I feel again. I live in Afghanistan and it is the law that all women must wear a burqa. I hate the burqa. It gets in my way all the time, every day. Since the law was made that all women have to wear a burqa, I only leave my house on the odd occasion, because in the house I don't have to wear one. I only leave the house when I absolutely have to. I miss the days where I could walk the streets freely and not have to worry about being beaten for doing nothing except being on the street without a man.

At least that's what I would be thinking if I really was a woman who lived in Afghanistan and had to wear a burqa. I am actually very lucky, because I don’t have to wear a burqa. This would bother me because I would have to lead a life that meant I could never be seen. Which I guess had one advantages: you wouldn’t have to worry about your hair or your overall appearance.

It would make me angry, because I wouldn't be allowed to talk in public, which would be very difficult because I love to talk. Though most importantly I would hate it because I would not be aloud to leave the house without a man. It would be like having all your freedom taken away from you and being left under the total control of someone else. I would rather die than have that happen to me.

I would hate to say this, but if this happened to me, I wouldn’t be able to make the best of it. I wouldn’t be able to stand it, because I am so used to what my life is like now, where I can come and go as I please, I couldn’t imagine it any other way. I just wouldn’t be able to live like that, and I feel so bad for the women who have to live like that today. I hope one day I will be able to help them and change that.