Wicked

I consider myself to be a well-balanced, stable individual who abides by an innate moral code.  I believe in a higher power. Which brings me to this-why am I inexplicably drawn to the wicked and dark side of nature? I suppose it started as a young girl-my parents allowed me to watch Poltergeist at the young age of five. I was horribly scared but also fascinated. I felt a magnetic pull to that which is forbidden. It is a side of me that both thrills and terrifies me. My freshman year in high school my then best friend shared my interest. We spent several weekends watching thrillers of the past ("Rosemary's Baby"; "The Omen"; etc.). I prefer psychological thrillers as opposed to monsters simply jumping onto the screen. I can recall watching "The Adams Family" movie and thinking "yes! I am just like the character, Wednesday. Fast forward to my adult years-I am an American Horror Story junkie. There is a part of me that is all manners-niceties. A person who is completely comfortable in her own skin. But, tucked away in a small corner is the person who loves the edge.  Who will seek the wicked and forbidden.