Saturday, October 16, 2010

The Haunted House

Yes, I know, it's been a while since my last entry. My life has been interrupted by...well, life.

Not that I am necessarily a big promoter of Halloween, but I thought this next entry would be appropriate for this time of year.

It is said that the experiences we have in our lives shape the people we become. I do not like scary things, especially movies! I bought a Christian scary movie once to watch with my husband one night. Afterward, I wouldn't even go to the bathroom by myself. Pathetic, I know. However, I do think I know the cause of my issues with all things scary: my brother.

There was always a Haunted House at the New York State Fair. My brother went through that haunted house so many times he knew the path like the back of his hand. Well, one year I thought I was old enough to follow my big brother through. Mom and Dad waited outside for us.

I was so excited at first and felt that I was now all grown up and ready to handle scary things. Then I looked up and noticed my brother was gone.

“That's okay.” I thought to myself. “I can do this.”

Well, I couldn't do it. I got stuck in one dark room and didn't know where to go next. I couldn't find the exit. Then, as if matters weren't bad enough, Dracula opened the lid of his coffin where an eerie light glowed. Add to the ambiance his loud “Wahahahaha!” and I was about to pee my pants.

Dracula lifted the lid of his coffin two more times, although no one new had entered the room. On the third time Dracula sat up, stopped before the “Wahaha,” and looked right at me. He was probably thinking, (keep in mind, I'm using a little poetic license here) “This is still the same kid and she looks petrified.”

Dracula then got out of his coffin, walked over to me, and smiled. I don't know if that smile made matters better or worse. Then Dracula took my hand and led me the rest of the way through the haunted house, out into the bright sunshine where my parents were waiting and my brother was smirking.

That, People, is why I do not enjoy scary movies or haunted houses. I do, however, have a warm place in my heart for Dracula.