My Review of The Elephant Man

The Elephant Man was a great movie, and I feel that it was a story worth telling about. The makeup was great and the characters played their parts really well. The movie got me hooked and it made me feel sympathy for John Merrick. When a movie is able to get you to feel something towards the characters it shows how well the characters played their parts. The movie got m thinking of the society we live in and how mean people can be. It made me think about the world and see that not everyone is able to accept what is different. In order for people to grow they must learn to accept things and not judge them for being different. A movie is not only for entertainment it is also to show you a lesson in life. The Elephant Man teaches you tat in life its okay to be different and we must learn to understand instead of judge.  Overall, the movie was fascinating, teaching, and heart whelming. 

My Name is John Merrick

When I was ready to fall asleep, the Night Porter came into my bedroom and brought a crowd along. The crowd kept looking at me through my bedroom window and I felt scared. I felt scared because I did not know what there intentions were. I was also humiliated because they kept looking at me and making fun of me and I could not do anything about it. They did with me as they pleased and I felt like I was taken advantage of. I felt hopeless and there was no one to help me. I did not understand why people would stoop that low to make some one feel inferior. This makes me believe that people are always afraid of what they cannot understand and will always try to destroy what they do not understand. I may be different but I do not deserve to be treated like an animal. This made me realize that in life there are always going to be people that will do anything to ridicule someone or gain power out of the weak. Life is not easy but there is nothing we can do but keep moving forward. 

Welcome to My Nightmare

A nightmare I once had was that I was in a huge house with my twin friends from elementary school. We were roaming the house and it was dark, empty, and cold. A ghost was chasing us around the house. The ghost kept going after me and would not leave me alone no matter what. At one moment he stopped chasing me but later he came back for me. I was really scared because I could not seem to get away and I could not get out of the house. At one point we were all running and the ghost suddenly drops me and I am on the floor unable to move. The ghost has a knife and he stabs it into my side. I could not breath and I felt the blood gushing through my fingers as I pressed them against the wound. When I was on the floor I looked up and I looked into my friend’s eyes and I could feel myself fade away. I suddenly wake up. The dream felt so real, it actually felt like I got stabbed. But I would not know if that is how it truly feels or not.