When I was a child, I was afraid of the movie The Leprechaun. Seeing this little person who ran super fast towards you with no hesitation was quite frightening. He had a face not even a mother could love. He was Hideous and unbearable to look at for a second. At the age of four, being about the same height of this creepy character was even scarier. My older brother always teasing me and being so cruel was standing on his knees in the kitchen. This was around the corner from the living room. He stood ever so quiet waiting to frighten me. As I turned the corner with no hesitation, scooting in a fast motion towards me with his eyes very big and his hands up in the air acting as claws was my brother. He said to me “I want my pot of gold”; an over used line from the scary movie. My eyes big and bold filled with tears as if someone was pouring buckets of water into them. My heart beating as fast as a rock bands drummer drumming. The fear of that moment and that frightening character is forever in my memories.
Krystal C.
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