Wazzup Pilipinas!
I consider myself as a coward because I’m always terrified of little and big things. Little things include cockroaches, spiders, and the likes, while big things include the death of someone special to me. When my pet cat died, I cried for days because of the fact that my cat will never return and be in my arms again.
In the story the narrator cannot accept the fact that she is scared of the woman that kept appearing at her window. She also cannot accept the fact that of all people in this world, why her? On the last part of the story the narrator had decided she had enough and killed the woman that kept appearing at her window.
On the first part of the story the conscience acted upon the narrator when she cannot tell her friends and father about the woman that kept appearing at her window. But on the last part of the story the conscience became inferior while the ego and anger ruled.
Please read on and enjoy the short story.