It was a close place. I took it up, and held it in my hand. I was a trembling, because I'd got to decide, forever, betwixt tow things, and I knew it. I studied a minute, sort of holding my breath, and then says to myself:
All right, then, I'll go to hell----and tore it up.
It was awful thoughts, and awful words, but they was said. And I let them stay said; and never though no more about reforming.
1) Who was the I, which book was the passage taken from? And by whom? 2) Why did he think it was awful thought? Analyze it.
3) Analyze the characteristic of the hero.