cinnamongirl1
There are five general types of people in horror stories:
The leader, who bravely, or better known to foolishly, lead the others around.
The girly-girl, who screams at anything and everything that moves. They usually go around saying "Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god," repetitively until slapped in which they proceed to cry.
The village idiot, who usually suggests splitting up, or who vainly asks 'who's there?' as if the killer would answer. They either, by dumb luck, survive, or die right after the victim number one.
Victim number one, they are neither too stupid nor too squeamish, they usually blend into the background until they are killed.
Then there is me, the only one with common sense who can't help but ask - how the hell did I end up in this mess?!