What shapes us as individuals is different for everyone.  For some it may be watching a hockey game and seeing your favourite player get the winning goal, or maybe it is watching the sun come up over the water front.  For me, it was horror movies. 

Grandma would babysit us kids and plop us in front of the tele with a bowl of spaghetti and meatballs, we would all watch movies like Mother’s Day,The FunhouseandTerror Train. 

She is the reason I have such a strong passion and respect for the horror genre.

When I was nearly ten I watched my first A Nightmare On Elm Streetmovie. Afterwards, my Cousin (who was sleeping over) and I ran into my bedroom, took a huge piece of paper and cut it into a cross and prayers on to it. We…

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