I'm scarred because of my past.My cat scratched me.

      In Beloved, Sethe thinks she can escape her past when she really can't because she ran away when she was younger.She now says that she doesn't ever want to run away again.If it wasn't for her past,then she would have left the haunted house and she and her daughter could have a normal life.In The Piano Lesson, Berenice keeps the piano because she believes it is her family's legacy.Both of them are greatly impacted by their past.
       I don't believe the past will ever truly die, rather it will always be like someone you know in a coma.You can go about your day without having to face it,but there will be times when you either think about getting flowers to put at past's table side(good/happy memories) or you will think about how much you'll owe in hospital bills(bad/painful memories).Either way,the past will creep up on you.The past dying is like watching and then completely forgetting the beginning of a movie.Yes,the climax and end scenes are more catchy,but they would be nothing without the beginning.Who you are now would be nothing without your past. I think whatever happens to you will affect you in some way or another,but we sometimes don't realize it because it's so subtle.Other times,you can fully know why you do or think certain things because of events in your life.Everyday is a tiny puzzle piece that make up our lives; of course the main things make you notice,but the outer,less important edges are just as important.Too deep,I know.
      This is a hard question to answer because everyone reacts differently to different events.Sometimes you can get two people who have gone through some of the exact same things,but they act totally different.Why is that?Whose past is still alive?Or if they've gone through some things,whose past has affected them more?It's funny because whenever I tell people some of things that I've been through(that incident with that fuzzy octupus....) they look at me like I'm so strong.Yet when I came to Clarkson,after going to schools with well off ,seemingly happy white people,I realized that maybe I'm not so strong after all.I'm not trying to down myself,but some of the students I've met have gone through things just as bad(most times worse) than I have.Maybe they're the strong ones!I guess everything in life is relative.
      So anyway,the past will never die because at one point it was our present.Saying it goes away is a scary thought for it pretty much discredits every day of our lives.The past is like a cockraoch:Even if one dies,more will take its' place.