Oh X-Files. Where would I be without you? I can’t believe you began when I was 9! I remember vividly my first episode. I watched it with my dad and it was the one entitled “Shapes,” (yes, the werewolf one) and I was instantly afraid and in love. I loved the monster-of-the-week episodes then, because it reaffirmed all my childish fears of someone sliding through vents to get me, and I still love them best to this day.
While you aren’t old enough to drink, you are old enough to have a generation of (now) adults that “want to believe.”
Some X-files good reads:
♠ A.V. Club’s Top 10 Episodes to watch
♠ Grantland’s look back after 20 years.