My Own Horror Tale

by Ezbai Zuriel
(Mexico)

I don´t have a history, but I would like to say to everyone why I like the horror films.

When I was little, nine or maybe ten years old, my brother came from USA to Mexico with my uncle and one cousin, she has the same age as me. Well, everybody was so happy, and my uncle wanted to visit the pyramid of Teotihuacan, here in Mexico. We went over there and we stayed in Mexico city for four days.

The night of the third day, we went to visit an uncle who lives over there, everyone started to drink beer, and they say to us: "Why don't all of you go to see a movie or something?" They told this to all the children.

Only my cousin and I went to the living room to set in motion a movie in the video (there was not dvd then). There was just one movie on the table with no name on the top.

I wanted a good story, but what I saw on the screen changed my life completely...

Things started to happen and couldn't move my eyes from the screen. There was blood everywhere and a fabulous movie it was. The story was about a women who tried to commit suicide but she is a wolf women and she can´t die. A man met with her in a disco. But this disco was full of vampires and wolfsmans , they kill the humans. One human tries to run away but he gets a bite in his leg from one wolfman. He was converted into a wolfman and he started to eat his friends and people from Paris. There was a lot of blood and human parts. That had a big impact in me. I was only nine years old.

A few years later I began to remember that this film was why I started watching so many horror movies.

The name of the movie was a Wolf Man in Paris. I never found this movie again.