How might the beginning of the story(first 40 pages) have been different if it had been told by Clarisse? Your response should be 350-400 words. NEEDED ASAP
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Throughout the book, Mildred and Clarisse show multiple traits of themselves that are very different. They're not similar in almost anything. During Fahrenheit 451, Mildred and Clarisse are completely opposite people and that is shown in the differences in their personality, values, and relationship with Montag.  

A difference between Mildred and Clarisse is their polar opposite personalities. Throughout Fahrenheit 451, Mildred is a very selfish, conceited woman. This is shown when she talks about herself to Montag. “He opened the book. ‘That Favorite Subject, Myself’ … ‘I understand that one,’ said Mildred.”

Mildred's comment exemplifies her conceited attitude toward herself. She dislikes books yet chooses that one to relate to. In contrast to Mildred, Clarisse is a selfless, caring girl. There’s a lot of examples of Clarisse being selfless, but a big one is when Montag talks about her to Mildred. “But Clarisse’s favorite subject wasn’t herself. It was everyone else, and me … She was the first person I can remember who looked straight at me as if I counted.”

Montag explains Clarisse's selfless side very well. He knows from experience that she loved others more than herself. These two contrasting examples prove that Mildred and Clarisse have different personalities. But, personalities aside, they have differing values as well.  

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