Personal Narrative: Static

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Static. The black and white pixelation on the screen, and the god-awful noise that accompanied it. I think my first memory was waking up to TV static. It was in the middle of the night, and waking up to that sound with the visual meant my VHS tape was over. I remember crying because the movie had ended. I would wait for my mom to come into the room and click play. She did. I would watch movies to fall asleep every night growing up. Movies have always been a huge part of my life, even then. Without movies in my life, there is no way that I would be the person who I am today. Escapism and realization are things that continually draw me to film. Movies have always been an escape for me, partially because my parents separated shortly after I was

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