Personal Narrative Essay: Violence On Campus

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Present day: As I sat there, the sunlight flickering through the slightly closed blinds, flashbacks from the fight I witnessed earlier on campus appeared in my mind. The sheer anger that over took the two men fighting led onlookers to believe that death was a possibility for either of the men on campus. As the bloody images appeared in my mind, I contemplated what would cause such utter violence to overtake someone. And if this violence did overtake someone, what would constitute it as being acceptable to employ violence? Would stealing the others girlfriend be an acceptable reason for nearly beating the other to death? Or would it need to be a more life or death situation to constitute for the violent action? These thoughts raced through my …show more content…

I knew why my parents left the television on – they always tried to make me watch something besides Friends or, if I was really having a bad morning, SpongeBob. I lazily walked over to the couch, ready to scroll through and find an episode of Friends that I hadn’t seen in awhile. As I was about to sit down, the bold, red letters flashing across the screen caught my eye. The newscaster sounded frantic as she tried to retell the news of the young journalist who was brutally mutilated and killed earlier that morning. Grotesquely horrifying images of the act and threatening words from the terrorist were replayed on the screen. Mortification filled my senses; I wanted nothing more than to stop looking, but I couldn’t. The fact that someone could possess such evil and hate inside them to commit such a violent act on another human being was appalling. I didn’t finish my yogurt that day, nor did I watch crummy television in the mornings anymore. That one horrifying incident shocked me into realization that there are real crisis’s occurring in the world that are much more important than silly, plotted dramas found in the crummy television I had been watching. I wanted to stop that violent crime from every occurring again – why should that person deserve that? I suppose my parents goal had been

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