<!DOCTYPE html PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD XHTML 1.1//EN" "http://www.w3.org/TR/xhtml11/DTD/xhtml11.dtd"><html xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=UTF-8"><link rel="stylesheet" type="text/css" href="gnd.css" media="screen"/><meta name="description" content="NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD's Kyra Schon a. k. a. Zombie Girl Karen Cooper."><meta name="keywords" content="Night of the Living Dead, Kyra Schon, Karen Cooper, zombie, zombies, horror movie, horror, George Romero, Dead Trilogy, Kyra, Schon, little girl, trowel, ghoul, living dead, cellar, basement, daughter, Karl Hardman, Duane Jones, Bosco, chocolate sauce, chocolate syrup, Pittsburgh, 1968, Evans City, farmhouse, cemetery, zombie tattoos, horror tattoos, haiku, zombie haiku, ghoulish guidance, advice for zombies"><title>The Ghoul Next Door</title></head><body><div id="container"><div id="content"><h1 id="site-title"><a href="index.html">Ghoulnextdoor.com</a></h1><p id="site-description"></p><br><img src="footer.gif"><br><div class="descr">Introduction</div><img src="img/framecap2.jpg" width="156" height="111" alt="Karen Cooper" class="right border" /><p>For a time during my teens and early twenties I didn't feel entirely comfortable with my notoriety as the zombie kid. When I was very young, any attention I received as a result of my participation in the film tended to be negative, or, at least, it felt that way to me. I loathed being the center of attention for any reason, so any attention I did get felt creepy even if it was intended as simple curiosity or flattery. Two awful girls (twins --both evil) I went to high school with picked on me mercilessly until someone told them that I'd been in the movie. Suddenly, they wanted to be my best friends. From that point on I didn't trust the motives of people who were just finding out I had a zombie in my closet; I told no one. Night of the Living Dead&nbsp; hadn't yet attained the cult status it now enjoys, and I felt like an oddity. I had no idea at the time that the film had made such an impact on people, for better or for worse, and I wanted to sweep that aspect of my life aside.<br></p><p><img src="img/smposter2.jpg" width: 89px; height: 134px;" alt="Night of the Living Dead Poster" class="left border"></a>In 1988 I was invited to attend a Horror/Sci-fi/Comic convention and it changed my view of the whole experience. People there were genuinely interested in the movie, and they didn't make me feel like a freak. It was through the eyes of dedicated horror fans that I began to appreciate the movie on its own merits and was finally able to fullyembrace my inner zombie. <a href="gnd3.html">Continue reading the Introduction.</a><br><br></p><br><img src="footer.gif"><br><img src="img/zen2.gif" width="122" height="306" alt="Zombie Zen" class="left border" /><br><div class="descr">Zombie Zen</div><p>Senses inverted<br>Hearing, sight fade to mem'ry<br>Smell, touch, taste ... again<br></p><p>~Judy Hennessey<br></p><img src="footer.gif"><br><img src="footer.gif"><br><div id="footer"> <span class="left">&copy; Kyra M. Schon. All rights reserved. Reproduction of any content, images or sounds, in whole or in part, without express written permission, is prohibited.All Zombie Zen Haiku are the property of their respective authors. Violators will be prosecuted and eaten.</span> <div class="clearer"><span></span></div> </div></div><div id="navigation"> <h2 class="update-small">Ghoulnextdoor.com</h2> <ul> <li><a href="gnd.html">Home</a></li> <li><a href="aboutme.html">About Me</a></li> <li><a href="ded.html">Dedication</a></li> <li><a href="faq.html">FAQaNotLDaB&trade;</a></li> <li><a href="ntnme.html">Night & Me</a></li> <li><a href="notld.html">NOTLD</a></li> <li><a href="gifts.html">Ghoulish Gifts</a></li> <li><a href="photos.html">Photos</a></li> <li><a href="kctg1.html">Tattoo Gallery</a></li> <li><a href="zombiezen.html">Zombie Zen</a></li> <li><a href="affirmation.html">Affirmation Zombie</a></li> </ul> </div></div></body></html>