As I paced into what was almost nightfall, I questioned the terrifying journey ahead. And as every second passed I was a second closer to confronting my fear. Walking into the pitch black maze with red and green flashing lights, just enough for my two eyes to focus on, I instantly questioned my decision on coming to Hollywood Horror Nights.
In the year of 2014, my brother brought up the idea of Hollywood Horror Nights after a friend of his mentioned the idea of going. “What do you think of Horror Nights!” my brother excitedly shouted.
“What’s Horror Nights?” I answered.
“It’s at Universal Studios and takes place at night, you go on these dark and scary mazes while people chase you around. Do you think you can handle it?” My brother teased.
At that moment my face dropped. How can my brother ask me knowing I can’t even handle a horror movie,think that I could go to Horror Nights? Did he really believe in me? In a way I was surprised and pleased knowing that we don’t usually go to events like this. I quickly realized that I needed an answer.”I don’t know about that,” I hesitantly muttered. At that same moment my sister cut me off.
“No, I don’t think so,It’s too much,” she claimed.
I wanted to shout back, “ I can handle it!” but then I asked myself can I handle it?
Days went by as September came to a close. I still didn’t have an answer. I would think about it,but I would seem more confused. I searched videos and pictures about the mazes on the internet. I flinched half of the time watching them. At that moment I found it impossible for me to go to Hollywood Horror Nights. “Who’s going to go to Horror Nights?’’
“Just my friend and us, well that’s if you want to go,” my brother stated.
“Are you going?” I asked my sister.
“Of course I’m going!” My sister assured.
I thought to myself do I really want to spend my Halloween at home with my brother and sister out having fun? I caught myself and realized it was the first time that I thought about Hollywood Horror Nights as fun and not terrifying. I questioned everything I had thought of in the past and looked at it with a different perspective. As days passed I was coming to a final decision. I was going to Hollywood Horror Nights.
I got in the car having second thoughts. I knew that this was the perfect time to change my mind,but for some reason I couldn’t think of anything to stop me. The next thing I knew we were driving off. There’s no turning back.
“We’re here guys!” my brother exclaimed.
“Horror Nights here we come!” my sister shouted.
I hadn’t been that nervous in my life.It started getting darker by the minute until it started getting pitch black throughout the theme park. We got our tickets and got in line for our first maze. My hands were sweaty and my knees felt weak. We saw people go in with a fearful look in their eyes. We were next in line. I felt like running away and never coming back. I immediately regretted my decision. We went in and all I could see were the red and green flashing lights.
Fog was everywhere, I couldn’t see, but I could hear the screams that took place ahead. I started seeing something,it was dark. Maybe it was a prop ahead I thought. I started getting my vision back. Terror gripped me as my stomach dropped dead. I gasped,it was a zombie in my face growling like they do in the movies. It felt so realistic that I truly felt like running for my life, but didn’t.
I had no other option but to go the other way. It followed me until it went back to frighten other people in the back of us. I turned to my brother and smiled. At the time I did feel frightened, but later it became kind of fun with all the adrenaline inside my body. As we got to the end of the maze I shouted, “That was fun! I can’t believe I was so worried!” I admitted.
“We told you it would be fun,” my sister answered.
This choice was important in my life because It made me feel more confident in facing other challenges. I ended up loving the experience and agreed to go again this year. Other people can learn from my experience that they could take risks and may end up liking the experience. I am proud of myself to this day for taking the terrifying decision of going to Hollywood Horror Nights.