“…and that’s only some of the terror that awaits you!” goes a current ad special for Halloween. It’s followed by, “Get your tickets now!”
Would you? Buy tickets to experience extreme terror? Me? Unh-unh. NO WAY!
Halloween and I have a long and complex history. But terror was never on the menu. Heck, the first and last time I watched a horror movie, I was around twelve. My friend and I had somehow wangled her mother into letting us see an R movie. Less than halfway through, I fled the dark theater with my hands over my mouth holding down a scream. I still have nightmares that incorporate scenes from that movie and smell vaguely of popcorn. And I still cannot watch or read horror. No Haunted Houses or Pumpkin Patches for me, thank you very much.
Usually, when Halloween rolls around, I retreat into my hidey hole, until it is well past. Though I do get out now and then to take pictures of the neighborhood!
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