Explain for us, how life was before he became a bug. Define what you think was important to know about him and his background. Gregor was a great guy! And it's really ashamed what happened to him. He was a great young man, who had a lot of potential. He was interested in making a name for himself as a painter and had kept some of his greatest in his room. He treasured painting as much as our relationship. That was always what he loved to do best and I think he felt it was the only place he felt that he could truly express himself. Unfortunately, his father got himself into debt when his failing business venture went bankrupt and as he tried anything to save it, ran himself into debt. If he hadn’t been such a lazy bumpkin and would have gotten another job, then Gregor would probably still be here, today. Instead he had Gregor take over as head of the family, so that Gregor could work off that debt and his father could retire early, using the excuse that he was too disappointed to go on and for fear of a second failure. This created an impediment towards Gregor’s future, but I never thought it would have been the death of him ! ! ! [sob] Gregor was going to go to a Conservatory of the Arts and later, as he attained more money at a part time job was going help his sister too, paying her educational fee at the Conservatory where she would be able to propel her talent on the Violin. But, since Mr. Samsa left the funding of the family to Gregor he ended up working a thankless job, which got him no where, gave him nothing to look forward to, and had made him edgy towards his strict company. He traveled day in, and day out, pushing business contracts left and right, and went from hotel to hotel; never making strong connections with any of the people he met and never finding any time for his paintings. This left him craving the two forms of expression that were both very important to him. He started writing me recently, but what I sent him just opened his eyes to the fact that his life was, I think he would have been fine, as he was doing so for quite a while-about five years (how long was his dad retired for)-but he was telling me in a recent letter, that he realized that his family did not appreciate him and lost faith in a time when he would be finished helping his family and would have time to paint again. Wow. That’s fascinating. We will have to try and take a look at his work and see what he’s done. So, after the transformation happened, how did his family react? Well that was just the problem and it proved true his idea that the family didn’t care. In the very first instance that his father saw him in the form of a bug he, first, chased him around the room beating him with a stick, and then, secondly, she jammed him back into his room with such force, that he seriously damaged Gregor’s back. Over the next couple months he was looked after by Grete, his sister, but all he served her as, as she said “was a real pain in the ass.” Even though they disliked obviously disliked him, at least she was helping. Helping might have been a little of an over statement. All she did was put old leftovers of theirs in his room and cleaned the room itself. She never noticed him, or not enough to see his excruciating pain at least. She never noticed that his back was gashed up and covered in stale blood. If she cared she would have noticed how he sat up by the window of his room all day long, longing to get out; longing to go to the hospital across the street. If only she cared, she could have gotten him away, set him free, let the hospital help or do something. It got worse as time went on. Grete stopped caring about Gregor as they all got jobs
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