Finished Reading Red

The remainder of the stories in this book seems to speak to my personal outlook about adolescence. While I read one story in particular, the Depth of Depp, I began to look back on my years coming up as a teenager. The girl in the Depth of Depp was an aspiring actress, a profession that my twin sister is pursuing now in New York City. When we were about 13 years old, I remember when she and I, we use to “play act” as we called it. We watched all of the Scream movies: Scream, Scream 2, and Scream 3, then we went on the Internet Movie Database, printed off the memorable quotes from each, chose parts, got our props (telephone for when Drew Berrymore is called by the killer, knife—not a real one, more like a plastic butter knife--for the killer) and started acting it all out. When my twin started, she got into it big time. I mean her expressions, gait, attitude, that all changed. She was so good at it. Me on the other hand, I was just having fun, giggling during my lines, trying to be serious. I was more serious when we did a lot of other movies, and it was a fun time. My favorite movies to do were 13 Going on 30 and How to Lose a Guy 10 Days and Bedazzled. She liked doing How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days, but the other two she said she couldn’t “get with”. “Play acting” was a big part of my adolescence. My sister and I couldn’t do much because our parents are always working, so we had to find something to do while we spent hours alone in the house.