Oh the Horror of It
Sabrina bows her head. She has a confession to make. “I can’t hack horror in books or movies or shows.” Sad face. 😦
I have climbed a rock face, traveled alone in a foreign country, asked a guy to the junior prom, made a keynote speech but I cannot sit through a horror movie and keep my popcorn down.
It all started at a seventh grade sleepover. Psycho was playing. From that day until I started college, I never took a shower with the curtain closed. My mother eventually gave up on me. But I never really could remove the psycho shower scene in my head.
In college, I learned to shut the shower door. Older and wiser (at least I thought so at the time), I tried again. The now classic film, Halloween. I went with my boyfriend, so grabbing onto him every time Michael showed up was actually a pretty good thing. Fear mastered.
Or so I thought.
Then we got home. A friend, in a hoodie pulled up over his head, jumped me from behind. To be cute.
I shattered, fell to the floor, lost my ability to breathe, completely freaked my friends and boyfriend out. And my experimentation with horror movies, from that moment, was over.
To this day, I avoid them. So that, is my sad story, and why I do not have any favorite horror movie or book or anything else to share.
However, I do love the holiday of Halloween. For some reason, I do not classify monsters as horror. They’re just fun. Buddies to pal around with. Romance figures to write stories about. Or maybe its just the candy? Twizzlers anyone?