Growing up in a small, remote town may seem boring to many people, but to me it was a treat. By the age of four I was living in Frazeysburg, Ohio, a small place out in the country. I lived on six acres of land, surrounded by tall pine and oak trees. Unlike where I live now, my old home was secluded from places such as the mall, movie theatres and parks. I had the luxury of creating my own fun through indulging in horror movies and crime shows, adventuring outside, and allowing my imagination to run wild. As a child I had an insatiable love for horror movies. Jason Vorhees, Freddy Kruger, Leatherface, Scream and Jack Torrance were just a few of my childhood loves. Around the age of seven I began to watch these movies, keeping myself hidden in our cold, dark basement. The darker it was, the scarier it became; and, to me, fear was something I needed to overcome. As I watched these movies, I would often find flaws, or patterns, in the killer’s methods. My tiny mind would create effective solutions and traps for the villains to fall in. My obsession became so intense that at the age of eight I …show more content…
One of our personal favorites was Law & Order: SVU. There would be days where it would be far too warm outside to play, so we would plop down on our white and pink striped couch, sip on iced tea and watch as Olivia and Stabler busted criminals. After we had completed most of this show, we graduated over to Breaking Bad, a show about a man named Walter, who ran a very large meth ring. Hank, Walter’s brother-in-law, was head of the DEA, and fought tooth and nail to discover who was making and distributing the drugs. As a child, I had already known about the horrors of drugs, due to a family member of mine overdosing. However, Hank showed me that with intense dedication and critical thinking skills, criminals and drug trades can be put to an