I love all things scary. I grew up as little girl watching horror movies with my dad because it was either watch them with him and his friends or go upstairs by myself because my mom was out for the night and my older brother wanted nothing to do with me. So yes I chose to watch the scary movies and I was eventually hooked. My dad had a great love of scary movies, scary books and the supernatural. He passed that love down to me.
Anyone who knows me knows that I love unsolved murder cases, getting into the minds of serial murders and all thinks unexplained. I also adore curling up on a Friday night with a good glass of wine in one hand and a Stephen King book in the other. It does take alot nowadays to scare me, a movie must be very scary or very suspenseful. This time of year I love because now is the time when people dive into things scary and join me.
My dad and I used to trade ghost stories every Saturday afternoon, yes we had our own ghost stories but I’ll save that for another time and place. I miss those days.
I don’t think I will ever grow out of this fascination of all things scary and mysterious. My dad didn’t till the day he died and I don’t think I will either.
Happy all things haunted.
~Leah
@Leah_Holiove