For instance, if I woke up one morning to find myself drastically different in some way—whether physically, emotionally, or in my social role—it might evoke a sense of helplessness similar to Gregor's. The struggle to adapt and the impact on relationships with family and friends would be profound. This story could resonate with anyone who has experienced significant life changes, such as a major illness, loss, or even a shift in identity.

This quote reminds me of a short story called " The Yellow Wallpaper" written by Charlotte Perkins Gilman. As the story is about a girl seeing people living in the wallpaper of her room. She could see the people fighting, and trying to come out of the wallpaper. Thus, both stories illustrates the same psychology facts about people feeling tired due to exhausting society around them and convey the attitudes of them trying to escape.

he had been changed into a monstrous verminous bug." reminds me of all the nights I had nightmares and stuggle to sleep. The story starts off by talking about how Gregor Samsa struggles to sleep because of a weird dream where his bed turned into a bug and he can't seem to sleep on his side because he keeps rolling back on his back. I tend to get scared easily; especially, after watching a horror movie at night. Like Gregor, I also struggle to fall asleep because I feel like I am part of the horror movie I previously watched.

This also reminds me of the condition called sleep paralysis.

One rainy day, a girl named Lila lost her cat. She knocked on Mr. Alden's door, scared but desperate.

After a long pause, the door opened a little. He asked if she was looking for an orange cat with white paw.

Lila nodded. He stepped back, and there, curled in a chair was her cat.

She thanked him and held the cat close. The she offered to bring him some apple pie.

Mr. Alden hesitated, then nodded. And for the first time in years, he had a visitors.

Every morning, he chopped wood. Every afternoon, he read books. Every evening, he watched the sun set over the hills. It was a simple life, and it was enough.

One day, a stray cat appeared at his doorstep. It was thin and shivering. Daniel hesitated but then placed a small bowl of milk outside. The cat drank and stayed.

From that day on, Daniel was no longer truly alone. The cat followed him as he did his chores, curled up beside him when he read, and sat with him to watch the sunset.

People in town still whispered about the quiet man in the cabin, but Daniel didn’t care. He had a friend now.

And for the first time in years, he didn’t feel lonely.

She adjusted the strap of her backpack, her fingers tightly gripping the fabric of her sweater. The hot summer weather was way too warm for a sweater, but it made her feel covered and safe.

A group of students stood by the lockers, right where she used to stand. They talked and joked like nothing had changed, but Lena knew things had changed. She just didn’t know when exactly. Maybe it was after that group project when she had spoken up about an idea everyone hated, maybe it was when she sent that message in the group chat and got no reply, or maybe it was when she stopped getting invited to sit with them at lunch or hang out after school.

“Did you hear about—” one of the girls started talking, then stopped.

Lena didn’t turn around, but she just knew. The group gave each other awkward glances after the whisper that wasn’t meant for her to hear was too loud that even someone across the hall could hear it.

Lena swallowed the lump in her throat and looked down at her shoes. She reached the doors leading outside. Cool air hit her face as she stepped out, and for a second, she felt better. But the feeling never lasted long. Because for her, the worst part wasn’t being talked about, it was knowing that most of the time, she wasn’t even worth mentioning at all.