Horror films love to put the characters in dark places, usually at night and most of the time alone and scared. A creature of human or other origin, stalks the victims with eerie ease while the victims forgot complete logic and commonsense and run around their surroundings like blind mice, ultimately finding their demise in some gruesome and ludicrous way (which may make you laugh or throw up). Our horror story began Tuesday night, at 9pm, and like true horror stories it was dark, slightly foggy, cold and we had a creature to cause us torment.
This little creature, only little but still scary, was human and not of other origin (at least that’s what we are told) and she was now our new roommate. Like a thriller or horror film where the villain is a roommate, this was much worse, for she wasn’t doing anything but being herself. Who was this creature, our daughter, Skye. Continue reading