Who you callin' chicken?

Okay, so I guess it's me or at least, the kid version of me.  You see, I didn't grow up loving horror like most scare makers, nope, not this little chickadee.  To be quite honest, I was downright heebie-jeebied by all things killer: mega sharks, eggplant-headed aliens, zombified hordes, demon dollies but most of all, those elusive masked maniacs.  So long story short, Chicken Little grows up to be an adult who bawk bawks at her childhood fears, squeezes the oozy juices out of them and molds them into all things playfully creeptastic!  A fear-maker is hatched and so is Scared of my Shadow, where this fowl can gleefully cast her long, monstrous shadow.