I grew up a shy, quiet, reserved girl. My first horror experience came at age 6 in 1978. Mom and Dad took us girls to the drive in. A double feature was playing and "Don't Look In The Basment" was one of the movies. I was supposed to be asleep but of course was awake watching in the far back seat of the station wagon. I loved the thrill of being scared. In the early 80's my parents opened up a video store. I quickly went to the horror section and became familiar with all the movies in that library.