This weekend I watched Final Destination 2 and The Ring (for the second time). While watching these movies everything seemed fine and good.... but I knew the aftermath would be horrendous...and it was. I was so terrified afterwards that I couldn't sleep for two nights. I kept my bedside table light on and trapped my dog on my bed. Sitting in my oasis of light in the darkness I scanned the corners and crevices of my room searching for anything out of the ordinary...such as...say...a little girl crawling towards me digging her ugly little finger nails into my rug inching towards my bed. I wasn't as scared about the little demon girl because I would have been able to see her coming...the thing that made me the most anxious was trying to look out for death in general.

As you know, in the movie Final Destination 2, as well as in the first Final Destination, the villain of the movie is death itself...a killer no one can hide from. I mean think about it...if death is out to get you you can pretty much say your prayers and brace yourself for the hereafter. I was on the look out for any signs of danger. For the entire night I stood watch...my eyes were slowly getting heavier but I refused to give up, knowing that as soon as I shut my eyes I became vulnerable. My ears were playing tricks on me for I kept hearing creaks on the stairs and whispers in the closet. It was to say the least, a rough two nights. And to make things worse my air conditioner turns itself on and off during the night which definitely caused my heart to jump a few times. Although, looking back...if the little girl from the Ring wanted to kill me the last thing she would do is turn on my air conditioner. I doubt her plan was to freeze me to death from my air conditioner.

Anyways I wasn't thinking logically...I was in the fight/flight mode and I was ready to stand my ground. I had my dog by my side and we were ready for anything...well not really. I kept seeing the little girl's contorted monstrous face with her wild black hair covering her eyes in the back of my mind. I could imagine her suddenly appearing at my bedside with that evil little look in her eyes. Time out. Question: Why is that little girl so angry all the time? She needs to take a chill pill.... comb her hair...take a bath...and apply some makeup to cover that hideous face. Maybe she hates being so gosh darn ugly so she decides to kill people. Personally I'd just wear a mask...but hey whatever floats your boat. Towards the end of the evening I alternated shifts with my dog. She would keep watch for a half an hour and then I would. I had a feeling she was sleeping through her shifts so I stayed up anyways reading so I'd be awake if anything happened. On the bright side of all this I did get a ton of summer reading done! When the sun started coming up I felt satisfied...another successful night with no deaths.

I turned off my light at 7 am, rolled over and fell into a much-needed sleep. Sometimes during the nights when I am scared I try to convince myself that if she wanted to kill me she would not have waited until after I saw the movie. I remind myself of all the nights that I slept peacefully without being killed. But it never eases my mind. I just can't help thinking that now that I know about this new danger I must protect myself. I hope I can pull myself together soon and get some rest.