What’s your most memorable Halloween experience?

Halloween became a tribute of love when I shared a photoshoot with my son and his dad. We began with simple portraits, then played with ghost sheets—dressing my son’s urn tenderly as a baby ghost—before ending in Ghostface masks, my favorite villain. Beyond the fun, what mattered most was honoring him in our own way. The photos now stand as symbols of love, remembrance, and proof his spirit will always remain with us.

Tell us why you would make it to the end of a horror movie.

Scream isn’t just my favorite movie, it’s my survival guide. I know better than to get careless, wander off, or whisper “I’ll be right back.” Life feels like one long sequel—each twist sharper than the last. I trust slow, stay sharp, and never forget the golden rule: the killer’s never really dead the first time. There’s always one last scare…and I’m ready for it.

What would you do with the unlucky $13,000?

Besides the obvious paying off debts, I would use it to finish meaningful projects in memory of my son: completing a tattoo sleeve on each forearm, and building a special library in his honor. For my first birthday without him—and his first heavenly birthday—loved ones gifted baby books with personal notes. I dream of creating a “heavenly library shelf” with his name engraved on it, so I can read to him whenever I feel lonely or miss him.

Who is your real-life hero who you would want to survive a horror movie with?

My hero is my niece Erika, a strong, selfless, and brilliant young woman who shares my love for horror and spooky vibes. Despite battling epilepsy and seizures, she’s been my unwavering support through pregnancy, loss, and healing-mentally, physically, and emotionally. Together, I find comfort in the signs my son sends-like foxes- reminding me he’s still with us both. To me, Erika isn't only my niece but a survivor, the kind of heroine who’d outlast any horror story, and with her, I feel safe.