The Yellow Wallpaper tells the story of how the narrator descends into madness. The narrator just gave birth and her husband John, who is a physician feels that it is in his wife best interest to rest up after having the child.
The family then goes to spend the summer at a colonial mansion. The narrator describes this mansion to have “something queer about it.” She is quickly taken upstairs to a room that she thinks was once a nursery. The windows are confined, the wallpaper has been torn, and the floor is torn up. The narrator then starts to think she was not the only one that had been confined to this room, she feels that there was another room held against her will.
The narrator of this short story writes journal entries and becomes obsessed with talking of this wallpaper. It is desribed as having a “yellow” smell. The patter is believed to be “breakneck”, the many missing patches, and it leaves a yellow smear on anything or anyone that touches it. She then tells the readers that the longer she stays in the bedroom the more change she sees happening and it happens in the moonlight. As the story continues, the pattern and designs of the wallpaper become very interesting and mind boggling to the narrator. As we read on the narrator begins to see a woman whom is said to be creeping on all fours around the room. The narrator feels she must save this woman and begins to tear off all the wallpaper.
On the last day of the narrators stay in the mansion, she locks herself in her room to demolish the remaining wallpaper. When John comes home, she resists to let him in. When he gets the key and comes back, he sees her creeping around the room and touching the wallpaper. She screams very proudly, “I’ve got out at last,” and John faints. She then continues to walk around the room observing whats left of The Yellow Wallpaper.
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