Heavy Duty
I tiptoed down the steps as quietly as I possibly could, trying to get a glimpse at my first adult movie. I got to the bottom of the staircase and creeped down the hallway. It’s happening, I can’t believe I’m actuall y doing this! I thought. As I peeked around the corner, I saw just what I was looking for.
Scars last forever, whether they are physical or mental. Everyone has scars of their own; mine is probably very different than anyone else’s. When I was four years old, I had the desire to watch a non animated movie. I would give anything to be able to go to school and tell my friends about how I got to watch a PG movie, and if I was lucky, I would catch an exciting scene with some blood or passionate kissing to describe. This is it, I thought, …show more content…
The next thing I saw was her pooping out her baby, and I was terrified. I then realized why only grown-ups were allowed to watch such scarring movies and shows. I queried, how could someone even come up with such a tragedy? Next, I registered that maybe it wasn’t an imaginary story. After all, this is showing on TLC which is supposed to have reality tv shows, I reasoned.
The next day I had a really big lunch and got sick, but I started bawling when I walked into the bathroom to clear my bowels. My mom came in and asked, “What’s wrong sweetheart?
Does your tummy hurt?” I can not tell her I snuck downstairs and watched a movie, I contemplated. Against my own will, the whole story poured out and I told her everything. She chuckled, “Oh sweetie, it’s just a show. That can’t actually happen.” I knew she was just trying to condemn me, but it still worked.
Even though I got over my fear of going to the bathroom and having a baby, I’m still scarred by this memory. We believe everything we see on the internet, no matter how credible the source. It’s terrifying to think almost anything could be said and stated as a fact and
I tiptoed down the steps as quietly as I possibly could, trying to get a glimpse at my first adult movie. I got to the bottom of the staircase and creeped down the hallway. It’s happening, I can’t believe I’m actuall y doing this! I thought. As I peeked around the corner, I saw just what I was looking for.
Scars last forever, whether they are physical or mental. Everyone has scars of their own; mine is probably very different than anyone else’s. When I was four years old, I had the desire to watch a non animated movie. I would give anything to be able to go to school and tell my friends about how I got to watch a PG movie, and if I was lucky, I would catch an exciting scene with some blood or passionate kissing to describe. This is it, I thought, …show more content…
The next thing I saw was her pooping out her baby, and I was terrified. I then realized why only grown-ups were allowed to watch such scarring movies and shows. I queried, how could someone even come up with such a tragedy? Next, I registered that maybe it wasn’t an imaginary story. After all, this is showing on TLC which is supposed to have reality tv shows, I reasoned.
The next day I had a really big lunch and got sick, but I started bawling when I walked into the bathroom to clear my bowels. My mom came in and asked, “What’s wrong sweetheart?
Does your tummy hurt?” I can not tell her I snuck downstairs and watched a movie, I contemplated. Against my own will, the whole story poured out and I told her everything. She chuckled, “Oh sweetie, it’s just a show. That can’t actually happen.” I knew she was just trying to condemn me, but it still worked.
Even though I got over my fear of going to the bathroom and having a baby, I’m still scarred by this memory. We believe everything we see on the internet, no matter how credible the source. It’s terrifying to think almost anything could be said and stated as a fact and