My Review on The Elephant Man

    In my opinion, the elephant man is a great movie. Usually black and white films do not interest me, but this one did. To be honest, at the beginning of the film I thought it would be boring, but as we continued to watch it, I felt very interested, and at some point even felt kindness towards John Merrick. For example, when the night porter harrased him, it made me feel terrible. It made me want to punch the night porter. I kept telling myself that it was only a movie and that they were actors, but it didn't make me feel any better. I felt compassion for John merrick. As we kept watching and anlyzing the film, I learned that there is much more to the movie than just a story being told. I learned about the symbolism in it and everything that went along with it, and it surprised me. It also made me question myself: if im good or bad. Well, if in the future I were to see a deformed person like John Merrick, I would not express disgust towards him/her. I would rather remind them that they were made that way for a reason, and that they are beautiful no matter what others say.

My Name is John Merrick

    I felt like things were gonna keep getting better. Ever since Dr.Treves took me in, so many positive things have happened to me. People were treating me like an actual human being rather than a circus animal, but today I lost all hope. Tonight, the night porter and a bunch of other spectators came along, and once again harrased me. I was treated like a circus animal once again. I guess that's what I really am. Mr.Bytes brought me back with him to France, where I am not treated like a man, but like an animal. It felt nice to be a person for a few days, but that's as good as it will get. I now realize that things aren't gonna get better from here on, because I am now in the same place where I started. This is probably where I belong. I was a fool to think I'd be able to fit in like the other people. The truth is, I enjoyed being a human, but now I have no other option but to be a freak and live upon the other animals.

Welcome to My Nightmare

    When I was in the 11th grade, I had a nightmare that I wish I could Forget. One night I fell asleep on the living room couch rather than my bed, and in my dream, for some reason I was in a room with my spanish teacher and some classmates. We were getting ready to go to sleep, and while she was saying goodnight to us, something kept dragging me off the bed. I was very confused, but I did not want to say anything because I didn't want my classmates to think I was crazy. I then began to hear all these noises and voices and I felt as if something was about to posses me, and I rememeber thinking "sleep paralysis is happening", but it was actually just a nghtmare. I then began to pray like crazy in my dream and fortunately the voices went away, but when I opened my eyes in the dream, I was sitting in a corner, and standing in front of me was a boy that I know from school. The strange part is that I dont really talk to that boy, so I dont know why he was in my dream. Anyway, he was warning me that no matter what happens, I shouldn't laugh. I was so confused, and out of nowhere popped out a cat. That might not sound scary, but this cat was strange. For as it walked towards me it kept laughing, it was an evil laugh, and the cat kept getting bigger and bigger. The boy had warned me to not laugh, but  I couldn't help it. I was so scared but I began to laugh, and when I finally woke up my body felt super hot. It might not sound so scary, but it felt so real and the image of the cat and its laugh stayed in my head for the next couple of days.