Recently I have discovered that I no longer would like to deal with horror movies. Up until now I have enjoyed repeatedly freaking myself out with hauntings, diseases, and murder movies. This weekend alone I think I watched about four different horror stories, and I think this helped me realize that they really do nothing for me. I've come to the thought..: why scare myself for entertainment? I think the movie that really put me over the edge was Insidious; it was definitely the scariest movie I've ever seen, and that says a lot. After watching it, I was scared of old pictures and corners for about a month. I went insane! Ahhhhh I just can't understand why I've spent so much time thinking that being scared is fun. Being freaked out makes me feel hopeless, alone, and in a way, trapped. The night that I first watched Insidious (in the basement by the way,) my stepdad decided it was a good idea to come downstairs at two in the morning and give me a heart attack by knocking on the door where I was watching the movie, and turn off all the lights. I just died. I had so much adrenaline from being scared, I got up the courage to go open the door, and yell at Dennis, right after watching a horror movie that includes creepy doors. Overall, my point is that I need to stop watching freaky horror movies! *please hold me accountable fellow bloggers.* On an ending note, I NEED CHRISTMAS TO COME, and make me happy.
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AuthorHi, my name's Jackie and I am a middle school student. I'll be writing a new blog each week as an assignment from my LA teacher. Enjoy!! Archives
May 2013
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