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The Haunting of Hill House

spent my entire weekend binge watching Netflix’s new original horror series The Haunting on Hill House, and it easily became one of the top favorites in my horror repertoire. Hill House is a show whose message resonates around the idea of home and tells a devastatingly beautiful story about grief, loss, and trauma.

The series follows the Craine family who moves into the infamous Hill House and explores their encounters with the supernatural. From the perspectives of the children, both in adolescence and adulthood, each sibling is literally being haunted by the malevolent forces of Hill House, along with the ghosts of their pasts.

I think a lot about the final scene of Hill House when all the children find their way back home. I think about whether or not I am haunted by my own traumas and ghosts of my past. As far as I know, I’ve never lived in a haunted house, but there are past experiences that continue to haunt me to this day. 

I think I resonate with Shirley (Elizabeth Reaser) the most in that I always strive for perfection. I have always beat myself up for failing, because I know I could’ve done something or something more to achieve my goals, but I didn’t give it my best.

Before I came to CU Denver, I got rejected by my top schools, and that summer, I never felt so doubtful of my abilities. It is because of that summer that I put everything into school now, to avoid being haunted by that feeling of thinking that I’ll never be something, and thus fail myself.   

Like many of the characters of Hill House, I, too, was forced to contend with my own buried thoughts and emotions. That if I were to be haunted by some force, it would be an overwhelming power of rejection and shame. 

But in that same way, these ghosts have brought me back to my home. My new home I found at CU Denver and my family at The Sentry. It is because of this where I confront my trauma of failure and rejection every day and realize that, like the Craine children, it’s not about what happened but what I do to keep moving forward.

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