Taken

I am NOT a scary movie watcher. Unless I have someone to hold my hand and a sweatshirt to cover my face, I do not watch scary movies. Even if I don't watch the movie, I still jump when something happens. Even though most scary movies are very predictable, they get me everytime. Of the few scary movies I have actually watched, Signs wigs me out the most. This is because of its real life feeling that the alien is really going to be in your pantry or walking through my cornfield. The Lovely Bones also really really scared me. It mainly made me mad becuase I wanted to yell at them and tell them the nieghbor killed her. He obviously had something wrong with him. The one movie that scares me the most, is Taken. This is mainly because my absolute worst fear is to be kidnapped. I am terrified that someone is going to take me and I am going to be raped and killed. The whole time I watched that movie, my face was in my knees and I was jumping every 2 minutes. To make matters worse, I always seen to attract the freaky men. On more than one occasion, men at the gas station have felt the need to talk to me. One time left me in tears. I had to go at night so that I could make it home. I called my dad becuase I really did not like the idea of going to a gas station in the dark, but he told me I would be ok. So, I get the the gas station and I notice this man with long white hair across from me filling up his car. He goes inside and comes out and has two mountain dews. He continues to come over to me and offer a me one of the drinks. I politely turn it down and rush to get my gas cap back on. However, I had a gas cap that you had to have a key to get on and it was difficult to put back on. This time is was giving me heck, which probably had nothing to do with my nerves. In a panic because I notice the man in taking his sweet time washing his windows, ALL of his windows, I get my phone and call my dad. I mainly wanted someone to be a witness if I was kidnapped, but in the movies they tend not to bother you if you are on your cell phone (a trick my friends and I use all the time when we are walking to our cars.) I'm trying to be descrete about telling my dad that a freaky long white haired man just offered me a drink and was washing all of his car windows, and he tells me just to go inside until he leaves. So, I leave my gas tank open, doors locked, and I march myself (more like power walk) into the store. I walk around the store for about 5 minutes trying to kill time until he leaves. I'm sure the workers in the gas station thought I was crazy. I finally booked it out of the store, got in my car, and locked the doors. I drove off and made sure no one was following me. It was one of the wierdest things that has ever happened to me.