This episode is actually preceded by a traumatic experiance I had. I was assaulted and though I held up my tough girl bravado in most areas of my life, I find I am still unable to watch scary movies or anything with extreme and random violence in it without a knee jerk reaction to get up and walk away from it.
Non-fiction / Life Journal- Scary Movie (Analysis)
Up to a certain point in my childhood I was able to watch any scary movie I sat down in front of without repercussions. My mother is known to be the queen of Halloween and all things scary. We used to sit around until two in the morning watching scary movies without a problem and sleep like a baby through the night. Until One night I watched a scary movie that reminded me of my bad dream:
Tisha sat in her grandmother’s living room watching the big floor model television. The scene on the television was the same as it always was. Some group of stupid people traipsing off into the woods for a night of fun. The come to a cabin and suddenly everyone has some reason to go off to different rooms.
Tisha shook her head. She wouldn’t be that stupid. “If I was in the woods you guys would never find me alone,” she said out loud to Choice, Anthony, and Chris. Chris had come over earlier and was mad at her. He couldn’t understand why she had been avoiding him all day or why she sat on the floor instead of next to him on the couch. She was always jockeying for a spot next to him on the couch. She ignored his cross look and turned her attention back to the television.
A woman was calling out to her friend whom she thought was lost in the woods. What an idiot Tisha thought to herself. Just then a root flew out of the woods and wrapped itself around one of her legs. It began dragging her out into the woods away from the cabin. Tisha shook her head. That lady was just letting the thing drag her while she flailed and screamed getting scratched up by branches.
“Why doesn’t she fight,” Tisha argued.
“Fight what? The tree? How you gonna fight the tree. It’s as big as a house,” Choice argued back.
“I would fight. I would fight with my nails and teeth. I would just bite the tree is what, and don’t let me find a axe,” Tisha argued back.
“A Axe? Where you gonna find a axe in the middle of the woods?”
“I’ll make sure to put one in my backpack if you ever find me in the woods,” Tisha commented as the others laughed in response.
She gave her attention back to the TV screen just as the roots of the tree began to lift the screaming woman’s skirt. Tisha froze solid as the tree began to rip the clothes off the woman. The woman screamed on and on as suddenly one of the roots penetrated her. The tree began to grab her body parts before it completely enveloped her against her will.
The scene cut away to one of the men in the cabin who was searching for a candle because the lights had gone out but Tisha blocked it from her mind. She tried to breath normally but she couldn’t quite manage it. Her fingers and toes were tingling like she had the urge to get up and run away from the movie, but she forced herself to sit there and watch the rest of the movie.
Did anyone else see her stiffen? Did anyone else feel as terrified as her? She nearly counted the seconds until the movie went off as the scene replayed again and again in her mind. That woman had been completely helpless against the tree. Completely and utterly helpless. Even if she’d had an axe the tree probably would have taken it away.
“Put on Freddy,” Anthony said as Chris went to look at the other movies they had in the bookshelf in the corner.
Tisha hopped up. “This is dumb. Let’s go outside and play.” They all looked at her like she was crazy. It was one hundred and two degrees outside. They wouldn’t go out to play until the sun was not so high in the sky.
“What? You scared now. Talkin’ all that mess about bringin’ a axe to the woods,” Choice teased.
“I aint scared,” Tisha said as she forced herself to sit back down. Chris put Friday the Thirteenth on and then tried to sit next to Tisha on the floor. Tisha quickly hopped up. “I’m goin’ to get me some ice water. Anybody want some?”
“I’ll take some,” Chris said as he smiled up at her.
How did she pretend with him now? She didn’t say anything as she ran to the kitchen for some ice water. She took her time popping ice out of the tray. She forced herself to relax as she filled the two glasses. She told herself that it was just a movie. Her mother told her all the time that TV wasn’t real and often showed her how they did make up and what not.
Her mother loved dressing them as Zombies and dead people at Halloween. It was fake blood and actors that made those movies, not real monsters. But that woman… that tree. She was in the room again with a hand over her mouth, someone whispering in her ear for her not to scream. She nearly dropped the glasses as she hurried from the kitchen. That had just been a bad dream. It hadn’t really happened. Not to her.
She took the glasses into the den and though she meant to resume her place on the floor next to Chris, she saw him trying to put an arm over her shoulder. He looked to much like…
She took the spot he had vacated on the couch and forced herself not to look at him where he stared at her angrily from the floor. He took his water and she could tell that he forced himself to ignore her as well as he watched TV. Tisha watched Freddy Kruger invade people’s dreams. He got to them where there was no fighting, no escaping. No matter what the kids did to try to stop him, he killed them in their sleep.
She wanted to scream, to run away from the images, but then she would be called a punk by her uncle and friends. So she sat through two more scary movies without saying a word as people had frightening and grotesque situations forced on them, situations that they hadn’t asked for. Situations that shouldn’t have happened to them because they were just innocent people and there was no way for them to escape it. Even those who tried to fight died.
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Until One night I watched a scary movie that reminded me of my bad dream: – one doesn’t need to be capitalized I don’t think.
Tisha sat in her grandmother’s living room watching the big floor model television. – a comma should follow big I think
The come to a cabin and suddenly everyone has some reason to go off to different rooms. – They
She was always jockeying for a spot next to him on the couch. – would sound better saying She was usually jockeying
It began dragging her out into the woods away from the cabin. – take “out” out of the sentence
and don’t let me find a axe – should be “an axe”
“A Axe? Where you gonna find a axe in the middle of the woods?” – “an axe” twice here
“Put on Freddy,” Anthony said as Chris went to look at the other movies they had in the bookshelf in the corner. – “Put On”?? not sure what that means
You’ve got a good story going here but it is difficult to follow. There are many errors and the dialogue is confusing going from tv to Trisha and back.
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The sotry is well versed, I could feel the fear and how uncomfortable it made you. Horror movies often times make me feel the same way.
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