My Head Hurts

It only took me about three sentences to remember the horrible story that is The Lottery. Once I remembered what the story is actually about, my head started hurting. The thought of rocks being thrown at it was more than I could bare. Can one imagine living in a community under such fear!? If you lived under these circumstances of never knowing if you will be the one chosen to be stoned or sacrificed...I think your head would hurt all of the time! It is also so difficult to imagine a whole community of people being behind this. It completely relates back to the study conducted at Stanford when all the boys followed the one rough one's lead. In all the years they had been conducting The Lottery, there wasn't one person who stood up and spoke out against it!?