My Childhood .vs. Huckleberry Finn's

              
               Everyone has their own unique childhood. Some though are more extreme and different than others. In The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, the main character, Huckleberry has a very different childhood than the one I experienced.

               Huckleberry Finn is a very adventurous, rebellious, and outgoing young boy. He and his friend Tom Sawyer always want to be out in the world exploring and finding adventures. He is just like any typical boy that is about the age of 12. Despite this though, he had a very complicated childhood. For most of Huck's life, he actually thought that his father was dead, so he was raised by the local widow. She tried to form him into a prim and proper young gentleman to no avail. Huck was very wilderness-oriented and wanted to escape from all of the fancies of the widow's life. His father does mysteriously show up though, but he isn't a great person. His father is a drunk that beats and abuses Huck and doesn't really appreciate him in the way that a father should. He also ends up abducting him, locking him away in a cabin, and threatens to kill him. During all of this, Huckleberry just wants to be free. Free to explore, have fun, and just be a boy.

              My childhood was very different than Huckelberry's. I lived a very sheltered life in a small suburban neighborhood. My parents loved me dearly and treated me very well. I wasn't spoiled, but I did have a lot of nice things to do and play with. I would have never imagined leaving my family. I loved my life! I was raised to be a proper young lady, but I loved every minute of it! I loved wearing dresses and going to school, and my parents allowed my to be my own person and develop my own identity. I was very girly and loved everything pink and purple, but I also loved playing pretend and exploring. Even though I loved adventure, my idea of adventure was exploring the playground across the cul-de-sac or playing in the treehouse in my back yard. I loved pretending that I was in another world or that I was on a secret mission, but I would never have imagined running away from my family! I wouldn't even dream of entering the woods behind my house!
               As one can see, Huckleberry Finn and I both had very different childhoods. His was of adventure and drama, and mine was of love and happiness. Despite these differences, we both grew up and became great people.