Scary Movies

For those of you who are more on the "scaredy-cat" side than brave, have you ever been tempted to see a scary movie, even though you know you will regret it later on, especially when you are in bed that night, lying awake in pitch-black darkness, heart racing at every little sound you hear? Or maybe you have been really intrigued by a grotesque sight, and though you know you shouldn't go up to it and look, you find yourself slowly sidling up to it, and taking a little peek. I will be the first to admit that I am a very wimpy person, but I always seem to find myself in these situations.

Just recently, I went to see a movie called Prom Night. It is about a girl that was being stalked by a former teacher that was obsessed with her. He had killed her family, and almost gotten to her, but she escaped, and then went to live with her aunt and uncle. The main story takes place during the girl's prom night (creative title, right?), as the killer escapes from captivity, but the girl has no idea. I don't want to give anything away, so I won't say anymore about the plot, though it is supposed to be a thriller. I assumed that, since I had not been to any horror/thriller movies for a while, I was mature enough to be able to handle it, especially considering that there were no supernatural elements to it, but I thought wrong. I was already cowering in my seat by the time the previews ended, after seeing a preview for Strangers, and by the time the feature film ended, I had my jacket covering my face. Throughout the movie, I had lifted my jacket up, ready to cover my eyes at any time, but could not bring my self to turn away from the screen. I instantly regretted going to see the film at all once my friend dropped me off from the movies, and I didn't know where my parents were (somewhat similar to the beginning of Prom Night). I turned on all the lights in the house, and ran to my room, where I proceeded to check my closet, bathroom, and even the drawers under my bed, out of complete paranoia. Then, with my lights turned on, I lay there, my eyes wide open, for at least an hour before I managed to doze off.

As if I hadn't learned my lesson about not letting myself see that kind of thing, my mom was watching some doctor show or movie on TV, and they were performing a surgery, showing the entrails of the body. I turned away immediately, getting the chills because it was so disgusting, with all the organs moving around, but then I turned back and went to sit by mom, intermittently covering my eyes, or holding my hands in front of my face, but feeling the urge to watch what was on screen. After seeing that, I vowed to never become a doctor.

Hopefully, I will be smarter about my choices in movies and what not, and not have to check my closet and under my desk every time I return home from a movie and find myself alone.