by Audrey Callerstrom

Growing up, my siblings and I were big horror fans. We were walking distance from a second-run movie theater as well as a video rental store. My mom gave permission to let the Callerstrom kids rent whatever they wanted (as long as it wasn’t behind the curtain in the back). By the time I was 18, I’d seen The Exorcist, Carrie, A Nightmare on Elm Street, Friday the 13th, Last House on the Left, Prom Night, Halloween (obviously) and a slew of others. When we saw Scream in the theater, I leapt up and shrieked with joy when it was over as though my chair had shocked me, I loved it so much.