My best Barbara Streisand impression......ahem..ahem...

Mem'ries,
Like the corners of my mind
Misty water-colored memories

My first memories would have to be , my parents sticking me and my brother in our car, with our PJ's on [ ya know, the one with the feet in them ] and heading off to the drive-in theatre to see The Wolfman with Lon Chaney Jr. Those were the days. Pack a bunch of food and soda, maybe a lounge chair and blankets. Ain't to many drive-ins left but when I was little there were a shitload.

My first memory, AND horror experience, is a nightmare. In the nightmare, the trailer we were living in at the time was alive. The walls had huge, distorted faces with huge, sharp teeth, and they were trying to eat me.

i posted this somewhere in the first horror movie thread...

one of the first and best memories i have of horror...

nightmare on elm st. was on USA and i remember flipping to it just by chance.. i stood up and was watchingfrom like 3 feet away.. it was right at the part where tina wakes up and is lured outside by freddy.. i watch all the way through to where she was being gutted on the ceiling.. and let me tell you.. that entire sequence is VERY VERY awesome and dirsturbing to a little 4 year old... my mom heard the screaming and hollered in there... and she came in yelling to turn it off... that "you can invite bad stuff in by watching that kind of thing" ... that phrase stuck with me...

i also had many experiences in my house as a little one because i believe it was haunted.. used to see a blurred dark shadow crawl or walk past my door... such a frightening child hood i had

The first time I ever really enjoyed a horror movie was when I was 12 or 13 and I was watcing Scream. I had been terrified of anything gory since I was little, so I was watching the part where Drew Barrymore is hung from a tree with my hands covering my eyes. I took them off when they actually show her body on the tree and I just remember thinking "Wow, Im addicted to this now".

As with myself. My mother told me that it was haunted when I was very young....you could hear footsteps....I never did, but not long ago, I saw....um.....cant really describe it, but sorta a 3-D shadow in the hall. Scared the shit outta me.

Also, my aunt lived on Elm Street. Not THE Elm Street, obviously, but like Freddy said "Every town has an Elm Street". I saw a preview or something for one of the Elm Street movies, and I wouldnt visit my aunt for months.....

How can you remember something that you are pretty much born into?...Can you remember taking your first breath?...The memory of the first sound you ever made as you entered this world SCREAMING (It's as if we know)...Memories of the first sounds you ever heard, the first person you ever saw, the smell of the room in which you were born...the pain and the cold upon your arrival?.....I can't remember any of that, and so...I cannot give an accurate account of my first experience with horror...I have always known it...It has always been with me...........Ahhh....Sweet Horror:)

When I was 4, my dad let me watch Tremers, I was scared shitles, Then that night i pissed my pants in bed b/c i was scared to wlak to the bathroom, because i thought a tremer would get me

i remember being attacked by 3 mexican prostitutes with saggy tits when i was 11 months old.....THAT WAS HORROR

lmao