This Is My Story: The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

Halloween is one of my favorite holidays. It’s great to be able to watch horror movies on TV 24/7. I’d take a scary movie over a romantic comedy any day.

What always amazes me is how people react to situations in these movies. They hear a suspicious noise and then go see what it is. Haven’t they seen other horror movies? Seriously, you know something bad is going to happen. Why would you go meet the thing/person that is going to try and kill/posses you? And why would anyone want to be the only person left alive when everyone else has turned into zombies? Then what about torture movies like Saw and Hostel? Who in their right mind would want to live through something like that? You’re going to be pretty messed up afterwards.

I’ve come to the conclusion that I would do the exact opposite of what is happening in a movie. Strange noise... stay right where I am and probably curl up in the corner and wait for morning. Zombie takeover... ask someone to please just shoot me. Chained up to a wall with someone trying to kill me... go right ahead.

Since I’ve been watching horror flicks nonstop lately, I really started to think about how I would act if I was in the movie. I realized that I would do the exact same thing that the characters were doing. The instinct to stay alive and protect your loved ones probably takes over your rational senses in those extreme situations.

When it comes to the strange noise, I would go see what it was. I would want to go meet the crazy person and fight to keep them from everyone else. And I’m certainly not going to let them come get me while I’m sleeping. I’m going to put up a fight.

In a zombie epidemic, I would do everything in my power to stay alive. Mostly because I don’t want to become something that craves human flesh. That’s not cool, and not my idea of a fun life (death). I don’t want to become zombie food either. So my only option is to survive. It would be more than just my will to live pushing me. It would be the hope that maybe somewhere there was a zombie-free town. Add family and friends into the mix, and I’d be dragging them along with me.

If someone was going to torture me until I died, I’d put up a fight then too. I’d try to kill whoever it was before they got to me.

Well that wasn’t exactly the most cheerful post, but it’s about horror flicks so what do you expect? But to lighten things up, and instead of putting up gory pictures from these movies, enjoy some scenes from 30-Second Bunnies Theatre.