Even as a little kid, I loved horror movies. I liked the thrill and the sense of pure adrenaline. At the age of seven, I was too afraid to run (much less walk) down the long, winding hallway that led to my room after I watched the early 2000s television show, Goosebumps.
Years later, while at my Aunt and Uncle’s house, I felt adventurous enough to see the then terrifying movie, The Babadook. I got through it with an unbreakable will, a feeling of bravery comparable to Moses in Exodus, and… a security blanket.
That night I slept about as much as the typical GPA student writing a 15-page essay. By morning, I stopped looking behind me every five seconds, but I was still on edge. The same day, we went back to my Uncle’s house and I had to venture into the restroom.
Because of my history with scary movies, whenever I’m in any bathroom, I do the only rational thing…I pull the shower curtain back.
Anyone with a weapon hiding in the tub? Nope…good!
Although I admit it was an odd bathroom ritual at the time, I never knew if there was a psychotic axe-murderer waiting for me behind the curtain…thus the routine continued.
I went through my ritual and slowly edged the curtain back.
Since there generally is a scarcity of axe-murderers in my house, I expected nothing but a lot of soap.
Instead, I was greeted by a spectral, ragged wraith with a skull for a face!
The combination of paranoia from the movie and the real life jump-scare enabled fight or flight mode in me. I chose the latter…EMPHATICALLY!
I sprinted back into the living room as I screeched a sound more fitting of a girl half my age.
As you’ve probably guessed by now, it wasn’t an actual ghost, although it had the same effect.
My aunt thought it would be a great idea to put an old halloween prop from their basement in the shower. The moral of this quick adventure is that:
- You should not tell your relatives about your bathroom rituals.
- you should always, ALWAYS check behind the shower curtain because your relatives can be shifty.
- All of the above.