We're all just a little bit different from one another.

I hate scary movies. To me, there is nothing "fun" about sitting in the dark trying to scare myself by watching something on the television. I used to be able to handle it as a kid, but I'm different now. Neil has a hard time grasping that. His theory is that I will eventually come around and get used to scary movies, the more I try it. Now, I do enjoy movies that are suspensful, and keep you hanging on the edge of your seat. I like trying to figure out what is going on in a movie, and if there are some elements that are a little creepy, I can get over it for the sake of the mystery. BUT, I can't handle it when the purpose of the movie, or even just part of its purpose, is to cause me to jump and scream. I don't enjoy that feeling. I scare easily, and I get nightmares. Call me a baby. It's who I am and it won't bother me if I don't get invited to watch scary movies ever again. That doesn't sound like a punishment to me.

But anyway, because Neil enjoys them so much, I tried to give Stir of Echoes a chance. Some of you might be thinking, "that's not scary." Ok, so? It's not scary to you. You're the coolest person on earth. I was scared. I don't like it when a ghost just pops up out of nowhere... and I got so scared, I jumped, I screamed and then I cried. Yeah, that's right. I cried. Normally, at this point, we would just turn the movie off. But I really was just trying to be a good sport about this. His mom was over watching with us and I didn't want to ruin their night. So whenever I felt like something scary was going to happen for the rest of the movie (which was about 75% of the time), I covered my eyes with a pillow.

At the end of the movie, I felt like I was getting a lot of crap for not enjoying it. Neil was saying things like "I just don't get it, why don't you like that kind of stuff? I love the feeling a good director can give me.... blah blah blah." And of course, his mother was nodding her head in agreement and chiming in every now and then. It didn't put me in a very good mood. So what I don't like scary movies and you two do. At least I tried to do something nice for you at the expense of my own personal comfort, doesn't that mean anything? And I think I might have unintentionally offended Neil's mom when I asked her to not tell the rest of Neil's siblings, in particular, his sister in law. But oh well. People are going to talk and you just can't control that. It is true I don't like scary movies. And it might be a little embarrassing, but I'll get over it. I just wish that instead of being made to feel like there was something wrong with me, it was just realized that we're all just a little bit different from one another.