One more mark everyday like a prisoner counting down the days until he can escape his eternal torture, one more cut was added to alleviate an endless pain. That is how it began at first anyway. As the days went by my best friend Patrick, someone whose courage and ability to act without fear of others approval I envied, started to mark on his flesh an attempt to ease his mind from the pain he was put through. It was a typical bus ride, children letting out a deafening sound that not even the mythical sirens could replicate, and children wailing as if they had just been taken away from their families, nothing out of the unusual. That is until I inspected my friend. It was one of those days that could be compared to the sun taking revenge on …show more content…
Red snake like marks covered his wrists. "Are you alright"? "Yeah, don't worry about it," he murmured as to keep anyone else from hearing and raising their own suspicions. During art class Patrick explained to me exactly what he was doing to himself. He told me how his father, the apartment complex's most notorious pot smoker, had started to become abusive. His father would beat him until it left marks that his father was satisfied with, belittle him, break his possessions, and punish him for not doing everything perfectly. As a matter of fact, I never met the man, but for what he did to my best friend, he goes to the top of my hypothetical hit list. "Patrick you have to stop cutting yourself," I whisper to him so that no one outside of a one foot radius would hear. "I can't, inflicting pain on anything or anyone makes me feel better, even when I do it to …show more content…
An extreme feeling of anger and sorrow overtook myself as I told Patrick that I had to tell somebody. I couldn't stand by, essentially just watching it happen as if it was a movie, while my best friend progressed through suicidal tendencies. He became worried when I brought up the thought of telling an adult and enforced the idea that I couldn't tell anyone, and because I always do what I am told I followed his instructions. One of his attempts was prevented because his dad came home early, and another was foiled when the rope snapped. Then when he left at the end of seventh grade, for me to never say hello again, I thought that I was responsible for the death of my best
But I did not know about the demons he was fighting within that is why it hurts because looking back he was screaming but no one came to rescue him. But he never told anyone he had depression not even his girlfriend, and I still do not get it. But I am still fully grasping and learning from it. The weekend before he committed suicide I was on a hike with him and some other friends and no one noticed. This is what hurts me the most because I could have done something but did not. The rest of the school week I was a mess. I attended school Thursday because I was still could not grasp it. His wake was scheduled for Friday and that was when I finally realized. I spent the majority of Thursday night crying and got little sleep and stayed home from school Friday. At hs wake, I could barely keep my composure and started to cry when I saw his casket and talked to his parents. It took me weeks to start acting myself again and by then I was behind on school work. My teachers were very accepting of my situation and gave me extra time so when I turned in all my late work I lost no credit but instead of feeling grateful I felt
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Hence, Beli and Oscar both experience physical torture in the cane fields. Elaine Scarry's "The Structure of Torture" describes how the act of torture effects an individual. Both Beli and Oscar experience varying effects of torture, which both reinforces and subtracts from the claims made Scarry's excerpt. To put it briefly, Beli and Oscar's deaths are in one way or another caused by torture; and in a broader sense; caused by love. As Marcel Proust once said: "love is a reciprocal
I had mixed feelings one time when my friend, Gracie’s, twin sister was depressed. Her name is Meghan and she is 15 years old. She was depressed because her mom, Cathy, and her step dad had just split up. Meghan and her step dad were really close, so their breakup was not that easy for her. She had attempted suicide a few times for this reason. I should have said something that could have prevented her from trying to attempt suicide again. I learned that a friend is worth more than a secret.
... the permanent scar he had left on Christine. “Life structure comes into question; usually a time of crisis in the meaning, direction, and value of each person’s life; neglected parts of the self (talents, desires, aspirations) seek expression” (Ashford, 2013). This awareness will lead him to a change of choices, values, and seek to become a better person. Some may disagree but I believe when it comes down to life or death, the genuine caring of others is revealed.
As I stated before, there are many things that have changed in the past few months. I think this biggest thing that has changed is my feelings towards myself. I have always been pretty confident in my abilities, and myself but I never really had the motivation to do the things that I knew I was capable of. After the incident occurred I asked myself what could I do to change the way my life is headed. I really didn’t have answers. I decided to go home to Jupiter and talk to my parents. I am pretty close with them and I definitely value their opinion. I figured that since they were older and more experienced they could give me some insight on what they have learned. We talked a lot about my past behavior and how a lot of my friends drink. We also talked about how college and drinking kind of go hand and hand in a lot of people’s minds. My parents gave me some ideas on how I could change my life and my choices. We agreed that it would be a good idea to talk to my friends and tell them about how I was feeling. I was kind of unsure about how to approach this with my friends. I felt kind of uneasy about telling some of my friends. We talk mostly about girls, sports etc…….I didn’t think that they would understand what I was going through. As it turns out, my friends were kind of going through the same thing. My best friend John told me that after this incident he started thinking about some of the thi...
In the academic journal Loran Nordgren, PHD professor of Management and Organization at the University of Kellogg School of Management and Co-director of Human Ecology lab at Northwest, aims to advance, extend, and examine psychological theory through field research. Nordgren wrote the academic journal called "What Constitutes Torture?" where Loran informs psychologist about the four different experiments where professionals determined if specific types of interrogation tactics would be considered torture. The article analyzes the four different types of torture, solitary confinement, sleep deprivation, exposure to cold temperatures, and real versus simulated pain. The journal also illustrates the legal standards which help regulate specific
Emperor Constantine converted The Roman Empire to Christianity. Soon after this conversion the church and the government began to persecute the Pagans, or as the Christians called them, Heretics. In Spain the inquisition lasted longer than any other inquisition. Pagans were brutally tortured and in most cases killed. People where not being given religious freedom anywhere in the Roman Empire. Even after the Roman Empire fell lots of the places that had been part of the Empire stayed Christian. For example The Church of England still exist today. In the early 1600’s The Puritans escaped religious persecution and moved to America, but with time they persecuted the Natives for their religious views.
In Death and the Maiden, Ariel Dorfman captures the brutal nature of torture, demonstrating the complexity and ambiguity of what constitutes human rights. Paulina’s rights are violated and is therefore forced to exist within a sense of moral ambiguity, in which she believes justice is at the cost of Roberto’s human rights. The “grayness” of Paulina’s morality demonstrates that the notion of human rights is both subjective and equivocal. Paulina’s decision to violate the rights of Roberto—specifically the right for any individual to not be subjected to cruelty or torture— reflects Paulina’s favoring of her own set of moral principles. Through Paulina’s shift from being a victim to a torturer and her need to seek justice, we see how Article 7
“The psychological impact of torture” presents this argument that although psychological evaluations are given to those with PTSD, that the attention is not specified enough to the victim which leaves them shortchanged in recovery and long term treatment. Right away, a similarity can be seen with other articles being that the article defines torture as per the United Nations Convention against Torture. Unlike the other articles, this article explains the process by a psychologist examines a patient. However, like the other articles, the authors assert “trauma, anxiety, depression, and…psychological” (2013, p. 102) problems arise long-term post torture. The process of asylum is discussed, the diagnosis process, the psychological problems post-torture,
Room 101 is, according to Orwell, “...the worst thing in the world.” (p.233) It is a torture room within the Ministry of Love, in which the Party puts their prisoner into a chair and have them experience his or her own worst fear, nightmare or phobia in order to break down the resistance within them. In 1984’s society, the Party takes prisoners convicted of thoughtcrime or rebellion and use their fears against them. Manipulation through fear has always been a popular use in controlling society and interrogations. By subjecting a person to his or her greatest fears, the torturer can tap into the terror of that person's mind and psychologically break that person. What is symbolically interesting about the Party’s torture room is the number they
I was very excited to make a new step in my life, college. I came with high hopes and aspirations. My hometown is not near Arizona, It is Lake Tahoe, Nevada, so going home for the weekend was simply out of the question. I had a great time for the first month, enjoying freedom. However, I was sitting in my room one night writing a paper with my roommate, and one of my friends from home called me. She said that one of our good friends from high school had just committed suicide earlier that day. I didn’t know how to react to this; I was scared, and confused. Why did he do it? Why didn’t anyone know that he was unhappy? Was he unhappy? I felt regret, thinking I should have been there for him. Once the crying commenced, my mother called me telling me that my last grandma had gone into the hospital. She had collapsed in her apartment and was rushed to the emergency center. I had no idea what to do. I felt like God was just condemning me and attacking me for some reason. I went into this deep depression and I didn’t want anyone to talk to me, if they did, I would simply start crying. I was alone, and no one knew who I was. I was too far away from home to go to my friend’s ceremony.
Beaten, broken, burned, bruised, tortured. Torture is defined as a “deliberate, systematic, or wanton infliction of physical and mental suffering by one or more persons acting alone or on the orders of an authority to force another person to yield information, make a confession, etc” (Torture). Throughout history, torture has been used for extreme punishment or unreasonably hateful oppression but more recently torture has been used to force the weaker willed into talking. Torture is an extraneous way to get any information or a needed confession from a suspect and it has very terrible effects on those who do the torturing and those who have suffered/are suffering through tortured. Even though some people believe that using “enhanced interrogation”, or torture, techniques to get some potentially critical information and/or confessions, the negative effects on both the tortured and torturer are far too great to risk. Having to argue over destroying, harming, and beating a person is completely ridiculous though it has been around for a long time.
...story so I do not get in trouble. I have learned in the past that when having a talk with my parents that seriously someone has died. I deny what happened to be strong, but generally it just tears me up even more. These two perspectives give different ideas as to why I acted certain way when these events happened.
About two years ago, the most sorrowful thing that has ever happened to me took place. It was my older brother 's death. I still remember the moment the phone rang, and somebody was telling me that my brother had an accident and was taken to the hospital, and he was not conscious as well. I was speechless at that moment and debating whether I should tell my mom or not because she was sitting right next to me. Anyway , my mom felt that something bad has happened to my brother ; she saw it in my face and immediately began questioning me about every single word that was said in the phone conversation .As a matter of fact , I had no choice but to tell her about what happened. I told her that my brother was involved in a small auto accident , and he was in the hospital