Hello! My name is Suzy and I'm a twenty-year-old woman. I've always been fascinated with horror movies, especially ones from the 70s like The Exorcist or Rosemary's Baby. In fact, that's how I got my nickname - Miss Van Helsing.

I grew up in a small town where everyone knew each other and there wasn't much to do. So, I spent most of my time watching horror movies and reading about them. My parents always thought it was weird but they let me be because they couldn't understand my obsession with the macabre.

One day when I was seventeen, I stumbled upon an old altar in the woods behind my house. It was covered in cobwebs and had a rusted metal cross on top of it. I immediately knew that this place held some kind of dark energy. I started to hold rituals here, invoking spirits and demons from the movies I watched.

I soon became known as a witch in town and people would avoid me like the plague. But I didn't care because I was finally getting attention for something other than my weird hobby. It wasn't until someone reported me to the police that I realized what I had been doing was wrong.

The cops came to my house and confiscated all of my horror movies and books. They even took my altar, which I had built in secret. My parents were ashamed of me but eventually accepted that this was just a phase that I would grow out of.

Now, I'm a college student studying film and trying to forget about my past as Miss Van Helsing. But sometimes I still feel the call of the dark arts and wonder what could have happened if I hadn't been caught.