Horror Movie: Get Out

Horror Movie: Get Out

The fear is in the fearlessness.

Get Out, is an American horror film directed by Jordan Peele. It revolves around a biracial couple, Rose and Chris, who decide to visit Rose's parents in their suburban neighborhood. Chris treats this idea with apprehension as Rose reveals that she has not yet informed her caucasian parents about his race. His trepidation about this issue is warranted since upon arriving at the seemingly amicable neighborhood, strange occurrences begin to unravel its hideous history of targeting young, black men.

What they exactly do to these men, you will have to watch the movie to find out. Released on February 24, Get Out, runs for about an hour-and-a-half and serves to its audiences a different kind of horror film. While frightening in some aspects, Get Out, rather than make its viewers jump out of their seats, forces them to squirm in them as they watch the film. Because the basis of the movie, as many have and will notice, is more than just a discriminating neighborhood.

It's an exaggerated version of what America can become.

Scary is defined as something that can cause fear. Horrifying is defined as something that can shock and even terrorize someone out of their wits. These two words are synonymous to each other, but if asked, the latter perfectly describes what this movie is to its audiences - horrifying.

Scary - fear - is something you can easily overcome. Something horrifying, however, tends to leave an unwelcome impression on your mind. Get Out is horrifying because it does not embody something you can escape and dismiss after leaving the theatre. Instead, it exaggerates an issue we already see on the news and media; people being targeted and victimized because of their race.

Get Out, while rough around the edges, is less about actual fear, but more about fearlessness. It openly confronts the issue about prejudice and even addresses the idea of the white desire to appropriate and even eradicate the idea of their even being a black culture; a not-so-quiet sentiment echoed long before the pre-Civil War era of America. Doubtlessly, this movie will make many uncomfortable, but it will also make the problem better heard. Because that is the issue of today's society, isn't it? People always watch the news, see the discrimination, the prejudice - but don't actually acknowledge the gravity of the situation anymore. Because to them, it's normal to see the brutality.

And that's the sad truth about the world now, people see and react but stay waiting. Waiting, because the change they may want, is not necessarily a change they may want to sacrifice for. So when words fail, Get Out, proposes, will you step up and get into action?

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To the guy that shot my brother...


To the guy that shot my brother,

On January 9, 2019 my families entire life changed with one phone call. The phone call that my little brother had been shot in the face, no other details. We didn't need any other details. The woman on the phone who called us in full panic told us where he was so we went, as soon as possible. I don't think it helped that not even 10 min prior I talked to Zach on the phone.. kind of irritated with him, and the ONE TIME I didn't say 'I love you' as we hung up. Could've been the last time we ever spoke.. I remember pulling up to the hospital thinking 'this can't be real' 'it's not our Zach' 'this is just a dream Sarah, WAKE UP' I'd close my eyes really tight just to open them, I was still in the hospital emergency parking lot. I could still hear the ambulance sirens coming. It was all real.

The day our life's changed was definitely a test of faith. A test of how strong we were, as a family. I sat in that waiting room ready to see the damage that has been done to my sweet baby brother. Because at that point we had no idea how lucky he got. That glimpse of seeing Zach will haunt me forever. How helpless I felt in that exact moment frequently wakes me up from these horrific dreams I've been having ever since that day. That is a moment burned into my me and families brain forever.

You always hear about these things in the movies or on the news, a house being shot up, someone shooting another innocent person, not to care if they died on your watch. But we found ourselves on the news.. We have been confined to the hospital since that day. Running on barely any sleep, taking shifts of sleep so we don't make ourselves sick taking care of Zach. Watching him suffer. Undergoing surgeries, to repair the damage you did.

Before I proceed let me tell you a little something about the man you shot.

Zachary Keith Wright. A blonde hair blue eyed boy. Who could potentially be the most annoying human on the planet (possibly coming from his sister). A man who loves his God first, loves his family second. Perfect by no means, but almost perfect to me. A 19 year old who was to graduate high school this month. After graduation he was prepping to leave for Marine boot camp in the summer.. being in the military has been Zach's dream since he could talk. Literally. Running around, playing war with underwear on our heads, and finger guns. Some would say we looked like natural born assassins.. growing up he has been a country boy. Let me tell ya country to the core. He loves this country like he loves his family. He believes in helping people, taking charge in what's right, and never leaving a brother behind. He's lived by that his whole life. Until now....

The day you shot him. The day not only did you change my brothers life, you changed his families life too. The day you almost ripped my brother out of this world... for what? A misunderstanding? Because you've let something take ahold of your life that you can't let go you're willing to kill someone innocent over? Luckily for him, his guardian angels were protecting him in your time of cowardice. There were 3 times that day he should've died, the time you shot him, the time you tried to shoot him again as he stared you directly in the face, (even tho he couldn't talk I know you could read his eyes, and he still intimidated you. That's why you tried to pull the trigger again) and the time he was running out of the house. But he lived. A man who was shot in the face, didn't lay there helpless, didn't scream in agony. That MAN walked to the neighbors to get help. Why? Because he's a MAN, and because he's on this earth for a reason.

It's gonna sound a little strange not only to you, but the audience who is reading this. I must say thank you. Even in this situation, this was the best outcome we could get. He gets to live. He will make a full recovery. He will graduate. And he will go off into the Marines. You united my family together. Closer than ever. Thank you. You tested our faith and brought us closer to our God. Thank you. Because of your moment of weakness, you showed us what prayer could do. Heal anything. Thank you. This was a bump in the road, and a helluva way to kick off our year of 2019. But here we are.. all laying in the hospital. I'm looking around as mom is sleeping in her recliner chair exhasted but still here, Zach his awake playing his xbox all hooked up to machines, fighting to heal and get better. And of course I'm writing this letter to you.

See you in trial,

From the girl whose brother you shot.

'Fight the good fight' - 1 Tim 6:12 🤟🏼💙

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21 Reasons Turning Twenty-Fun Actually Sucks

Maybe I really am an alcoholic.


This past year I finally made it to twenty-one. Being a college student, this was the one thing I was actually looking forward to. The three years of being a fake adult were finally over as I stepped into a new world... a 21-year-old's world. Though being twenty-one does have its perks, here are some reasons why it actually sucks.

1. That shit is expensive.


Wait... How much did I spend last night?

2. You gain like...10 pounds.

3. The whole bar is just one massive line.


4. Happy hour is from 9-11. And on a Wednesday?


Guess I'm skipping my 8 a.m. tomorrow

5. Everyone is always asking you to buy them alcohol.

6. Your hangovers get more painful every time you drink.


7. You can barely keep down a shot.


8. Uber becomes a key part of your life.


9. You get drinks spilled on you. All. The. Time.


Who thought drinking on the dance floor was a good idea?

10. There is always a cover.

11. You forget to close your tab.


And have to pay it in the morning.

12. Bouncers will kick you out for anything.


13. And sometimes they don't even ask you for your ID.

14. You can finally be considered an alcoholic.


15. This is the last birthday you can really look forward to.


No one likes you when your 22

16. Not all your friends are 21 yet.

17. Sometimes you just want to stay at home and drink by yourself.


18. You finally can legally drink around your parents and it's weird AF.


19. You are dragged to the bars after every event.


Even after a damn crate race.

20. Hooking up with different people just isn't the same anymore.


21. You realize you're getting way to old for all of this.


Cheers to being 21!

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