Monsters of my childhood

What could have been just a movie to any grown up, to a six years old me meant a lot of time with nightmares and shadows that would hunt my biggest fears. The leyend of sleepy hollow, the rider that wondered arround with no head was one of the mivues that you shouldn't show any kid.

The movie had many things that marked me, from the dark colors of the movie to the scary story that came with it.

I would usually dream with this dark rider. My family and I would be at church, having a normal day, until the rider entered with a loud sound, sitting on his black horse with eyes red as blood, he would go to my family without hearing my screams and just when he is about to hurt them, I would wake up and inmeadiatly run to my mothers bedroom.

Sometimes fears or monsters from our childhood are hard to forget, and even now I have to change the channel if the movie is on, not only for the images that come with it, but for the images my own imagination has created, most of the time it is our own imagination that creates the biggest monsters