Life for a time was my primarily white high school and my primarily white group of friends because of my " oreo " tendencies and my primarily white neighborhood because Philadelphia didn't get its act together with charter/specialty schools until long after I graduated. I'm not complaining (...that much), but I can't say my teenage years were much different from my theater experiences since I was seeing all the new "teen scream" films. I ate them up in a zealous manner and executives knew obviously my age group was the prime market for this kind of gluttony.
purging the black female horror fan from the margins