Month: April 2019

When I was reading this letter, it started off with the author, Kevin Powell, praising his idol, Tupac Shakur. When Tupac died, the author was mourning for him because he felt that him and Tupac lived very similar lives. He talked about how they both lived in Harlem when they were younger. Then he talked about when he went to watch the movie, Juice, there were metal detectors and dogs for security reasons. The reason why for this security was because of the author being black, and he talked about since him and Tupac being black, they were perceived as dangerous in society.

After watching Juice, the author started to idolize Tupac more and began studying more about his life. He studied his mom and her history in racial groups such as the Black Panther Party and the Panther 21. Then he talked about Tupac only had a single parent, his mom, and so did the author as well. He talked about what struggles Tupac and his mom went through when he was younger; how his mom was struggling off scraps to feed her son to keep him alive. Then the journey they took across the country to survive.

When Tupac became a superstar, he was involved in various criminal cases. The author justified Tupac’s actions in these cases because the author felt like he was able to relate to Tupac; they both had raging emotions inside them, and the pain of these emotions was the reason why they acted this way.

Finally, he talked about the war between Tupac and Biggie. He said these two were friends and rivals, and it was tragic that they both died together. But they started a pointless war between each other for fame and money, and the author didn’t approve of that. He felt Tupac had the opportunity to change the hip-hop ways since he was already at the top, but he gave in to the fame, drama, and celebrities for money.

Creepypasta is something that I don’t like.  When I’m on social media apps, there would sometimes be creepy stuff recommended. I would typically try to avoid these posts, and I would click the don’t show me again button.

But I was curious, so I would look up the stories. I was pretty interested in the Russian Sleep Experiment, so I looked it up online. The results I got were scary, and when i saw the pictures, I was more terrified. As I was trying to read more about the experiment, the pictures kept appearing in my head, so it was difficult as I was getting more scared by the minute. As I finished the story, I didn’t know how to react. I thought this experiment was based off a real life event, but when I searched it up, it was fake.

Another popular creepypasta is Slenderman. When I looked it up, it had its own article and showed a tall creature with another girl. I thought it was fake, but the picture looked so real, so I’m still unsure right now.

There are also other short stories that involves a little kid and their parents, and the kid would talk about a monster being in their room, but really it was the monster disguised as the parent, and then the real parent comes in the room.

Despite creepypasta being scary, the stories did catch my attention. I would always look up the stories to read more about it even though I know it would be scary. The stories seem so believable. I didn’t think it would harm anyone as people knew it was fake, but when the Disney executive killed himself over a dead mickey mouse video, I was wrong; I did see this video before, and I just thought it was weird. I guess creepypasta affects everyone differently.