My Review of the Elephant Man

The movie the Elephant Man was a very outstanding movie. I was impacted at the first sight of John Merrick. I had never seen a person who looked quite like him. The movie overall made me think about the kind of person that i am. Whether i was a good person or a bad person. It pained me to see the way John Merrick was treated throughout the movie. He was always being harassed by people and he was nothing but a good person, even to those who treated him so cruel. I right away felt sympathy towards John Merrick because i can tell it was not easy going on with life looking the way that he did. In very few instances he was treated like an actual human being and that really warmed my heart. Towards the end of the film i realized that many were impacted by John Merrick, like Dr. Treves and Ms. Kendall and so on. I feel as if John Merrick showed me something too because at the end of the film, it really made me question the way i view myself, and how i treat others different from me.

"My Name is John Merrick"

today i was taken from Bytes by this doctor who was trying to help me. After bytes hit me various times this doctor Treves came once more and escorted me to the London hospital. He took me up to the solitary room that was isolated from the rest of the hospital. I understand why he took me up there. I'm not exactly a good sight for many people. i was in the room for a coupe of minutes when i hear footsteps coming. I'm not sure if it is Treves or someone else, so i did not know what to expect. i just sat on the bed and waited. As the door opened and saw a young women standing i knew she would not be pleased with my sight. She let out a scream and i did nothing and could do nothing but just wait for someone to come calm her down. i could not tell her myself or she would freak out even more. They fed me at this hospital and although i knew some of the staff was not yet comfortable with my appearance, i felt more comfortable than i ever did when i was in the freak show with Bytes.

Welcome to my Nightmare

One nightmare that i had once was when i was younger. When i was a little girl i had a dream that i was being chased by someone, i didn't know who exactly but i was running away. i was so afraid of that person in my dream that i didn't even want to look back. in the middle of running away i couldn't move my legs for some reason. i felt like i was running very slowly and could not get away fast enough. i felt the person getting nearer and nearer and just as they were about to stab me i woke up. I never really have had a dream were i felt more vivid in it than this one. i felt a slight pain in the side of my stomach where i was stabbed in my dream. I couldn't scream for help in my dream either as much as i tried to make a sound or motion for help i couldn't let any scream or sound out.