Now that my sister is gone... I'm a lot less comfortable with horror. I used to love it. I'd stay up all night watching scary movies with Elle and Icarus, and we'd laugh at the cheesey dialogue and jump when the killer pops out. Even that different kind of horror, whenever mom would come into the room at two in the morning and tell us we were being too loud, would feel like nothing with my sister by my side. But with her gone, that stuff feels stale to me now. The cheesey dialogue is less funny and more... annoying. And all the scares do is just, well, scare me. Gone is that intoxicating rush I used to feel when there were friends by my side.
I watched Zombiefuckers II: Revenge of the Zombiefuckers with Christopher today and it made me kind of sad. Anytime that I would jump, he would laugh, and call me a baby, and not in the way Elle used to do it. It felt like he wasn't just teasing me it felt more like he just wanted to be mean. And also, the movie just wasn't very good.