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Hello to all. Here is the first paragraph and a half of my final English 102 research paper (I'm doing it on the whole, 'violent films/violent youth' thing).
I stabbed my father in the chest when I was seven years old. Don’t worry though, he’s still with us today. This is due to the fact that the item I attempted to impale him with was entirely non-lethal (unless you were to try and eat it, of course). He had purchased a “pretend to be a doctor” kit for me that contained all plastic items, one of which was a syringe, three weeks before the incident. The night I thought I could drive said syringe into his chest we had watched Pulp Fiction. If you have never seen (which I doubt) this film before (or any other Quentin Tarantino production for that matter), then I should tell you it consists of violence, drug usage, and fantastic dialogue (but only for adults). There is a scene in this film where a character played by Uma Thurman, is experiencing a drug overdose. Following this is another scene where another character played by John Travolta, must act hastily to save her life so his boss (which is Uma‘s character’s husband) does not kill him. He must penetrate her chest cavity with a syringe that is filled with something which will apparently bring her out of it. He stabs, and she is saved.
An hour after I watched this film with my father, he had fallen asleep on the couch. I tried to wake him, but he would not budge (he‘s a very heavy sleeper). Being the average seven year old who is a fountain of infinite knowledge (yes that is sarcasm), I decided my dad was over dosing and I simply must save him. This is when the syringe was grabbed and chest stabbing occurred. Needless to say he awoke, was quite annoyed with me, and then had to explain the film and the difference between a heavy sleeper and someone who is comatose due to a drug overdose.
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I stabbed my father in the chest when I was seven years old. Don’t worry though, he’s still with us today. This is due to the fact that the item I attempted to impale him with was entirely non-lethal (unless you were to try and eat it, of course). He had purchased a “pretend to be a doctor” kit for me that contained all plastic items, one of which was a syringe, three weeks before the incident. The night I thought I could drive said syringe into his chest we had watched Pulp Fiction. If you have never seen (which I doubt) this film before (or any other Quentin Tarantino production for that matter), then I should tell you it consists of violence, drug usage, and fantastic dialogue (but only for adults). There is a scene in this film where a character played by Uma Thurman, is experiencing a drug overdose. Following this is another scene where another character played by John Travolta, must act hastily to save her life so his boss (which is Uma‘s character’s husband) does not kill him. He must penetrate her chest cavity with a syringe that is filled with something which will apparently bring her out of it. He stabs, and she is saved.
An hour after I watched this film with my father, he had fallen asleep on the couch. I tried to wake him, but he would not budge (he‘s a very heavy sleeper). Being the average seven year old who is a fountain of infinite knowledge (yes that is sarcasm), I decided my dad was over dosing and I simply must save him. This is when the syringe was grabbed and chest stabbing occurred. Needless to say he awoke, was quite annoyed with me, and then had to explain the film and the difference between a heavy sleeper and someone who is comatose due to a drug overdose.
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