She supports her belief on aging with an example of her own mother, who sometimes feels sad and as if she needs to cry. She has never felt older on her birthday and believes that this is because a person is never one single age rather, they are always all the ages they have ever been, “kind of like an onion or like the rings inside a tree trunk or like my little wooden dolls that fit one inside the other, each year inside the next one” (Paragraph 3). The story begins with Rachel reflecting on “what they don’t tell you about birthdays” (Paragraph 1). Eleven is written in first person as a short-form narrative that often veers into stream-of-consciousness to emphasize the narrator’s youthful perspective and her overwhelming emotions. The situation reflects Rachel’s thoughts on how she doesn’t feel a year older-the marginalizing events of the story make her feel much smaller.
Eleven tells the story of Rachel, a young girl who finds herself in a difficult situation on her 11th birthday.
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