Narrative Essay On The Kite Runner

His eyes, how do I describe them. I remember a word Amir Agha told me, I think it was shame. I don’t really know what it means but I think that is what was in Amir Agha’s eyes. He told me that it means “being sad for something you have done” but there are many things that Amir Agha says that are not true. I still have big circle shaped bruises on my body from where he threw pomegranates at me. I still don’t know why Amir Agha did this, but as I had walked up to him and asked him if he felt better for throwing the pomegranates at me, I saw sadness in his eyes, like he was covering something up. When Father had asked how I got the bruises, I said that I fell down the hill and he believed me. Maybe he believed me because this is the first time

I've overheard Agha Sahib talking about sins, and how the worse sin is theft. What Assef did to me stole something that I will never find again. I try not to think about that moment, but everytime Amir Jan doesn’t talk to me, or doesn’t do the things we used to do, it’s a reminder to that terrible time. I didn’t understand for so many months, why Amir Jan avoided me. But now I believe I understand what he was covering up. I saw him on that day, the day which Assef stole something from me. In the alley, standing behind the mud wall, Amir Jan stood watching on as everything unfolded. He didn’t think I knew at the time that I could see him, I was just waiting for him to come help, rather then me call for him. But that help never came. As much time that Amir Jan and I had spent together, playing, growing up, going to movies; I still don’t know how he thinks, and I still don’t know why he didn’t come help me on that day. But what I do know is that the thing he is covering up is he guilt for what happened to me, and me being friends with him would be a constant reminder of this. I was sad before, thinking about why Amir Jan didn’t come help me, but I was soon able to try to renew our friendship. But obviously Amir Jan didn’t want

Amir Jan had never given me anything other than at my birthday, same for Agha Sahib. I also knew it wasn’t mine. Baba told me we were going to have to leave, before I had even left the house. I was surprised when Agha Sahib had asked if I had stolen the money and watch. I had to say yes, otherwise Agha Sahib wouldn’t have believed me. Maybe that was the reason, as Baba and I were standing at the door ready to go, that Baba was staring at Amir Jan with anger. Sitting in the car right now, I realise that Amir wanted me gone, for I was a constant reminder of the guilt he should feel, and for this reason he lied to his Baba by saying I stole the money and watch. But now I have to accept that I won’t see Amir Jan again, maybe that’s why my eyes are red and puffy and so are Baba’s, for he is leaving Agha Sahib, a brother to him. I will not ever feel angry at Amir Jan, as he was my only friend, the only person I grew up with; my