I don't know what happened. But somewhere in my middle teen years I became a movie crier. This amuses my sister greatly, who thinks it's humorous when I have tears streaking down my face at the end of a movie.
If I see anyone on screen crying, I start to cry. The good thing is that my face is fairly forgiving and I don't look like a major freak right after crying...it clears up pretty fast.
But still, I always cry during sad movies.
So, what brought this up? I just peeked upstairs to see what the rest of the family was doing and they were watching the end of Finding Neverland. Of course I stayed. Of course I started crying as soon as Freddie Highmore shed a couple of tears. Duh.
Oh well...but now I must be on to write some more of that paper.