For Olivia independence was something she was unfamiliar with. She had always been reliant on others for everything. Even her own happiness was in the hands of others, not herself. She would spend her days day dreaming of many things, yet never felt the need to go out and live them. She'd get swept away in her own imaginations and find her self spend hours within her own creations. But one thought stuck out to the rest of them. It wasn't some corny love story or how she won the lottery. It was about finding something she was passionate about. Something that to her seemed so unobtainable. In her visions she was pure joy that wasn't created by someone else. Olivia had many friends, but they were fillers. They were people that she would talk to time to time again, but thats about it. All these years it might have seemed as though she had it all, but she really didn't. At home her parents were strict and cruel. And all the people she dated were too controlling. This thing she saw, but couldn't quite pinpoint was the one thing she knew deep down would make her happy. So like any rational teen, she ran away. Not for anyone else. No. She was on a journey to find herself. While on the run she stumbled upon this tree. It caught her eye but not until they got there did she realize this tree was within her dreams. She looked out and saw what she had been looking for. It was a river? Not any river. This water was so clear and reflective she could see herself within the water. As she looked down. She saw how much she had changed for the people around her. She wasn't this free spirit girl she once knew. She was ms popular. She was the girl everyone wanted to be. But that wasn't what Olivia wanted. She wanted to read books on a hill. She wanted to paint the sky. She wanted to dress more comfortable. For so long she had wanted these things that she was convinced to hate. She returned home to angry parents, but the anger didn't seem to bother her. She was happy with her change and it was time for her to show it. She put her sweats and her favorite baggy tee and headed to her school the next day. She started doing her assignments and talked to her friends from elementary school. She started being more patient with people and helped teachers out. She signed up for art and dropped the electives she had with her popular friends. Olivia had found what she was looking all along.
Brutus's internal conflict is the decision to kill Julius Caesar. An internal conflict is a conflict a character has with his or her self. It is a decision, a worry, or a fear. Internal conflicts are very important because they demonstrate a character's state of mind and his moral characteristics.
