And I just remembered yet another one. I was an easily scarred child..
IT.
The first time I saw it, I was 11. And pretty much forced to hold a Halloween party, as I was the only one who had the space. It was held out in the shed/workshop beside our house. Now.. The workshop is just damn creepy by itself. My grandfather built it, and he's got old farming tools hanging up on the outside.. Scythes, sickles, various other sharp objects.. Perfect for some escaped maniac to chop up people with. ..Anyway.
So we rented a bunch of horror flicks. Return of the Living Dead, Granny (blaugh!), some Friday the 13th movie, and.. IT.
We watched the other ones first, then in the wee hours of the morning, popped IT into the VCR.
Holy Christ! Do you know how scary it is to watch that movie with seven other girls screaming in terror around you? Not to mention that the shed is situated in the middle of a Blair Witch-esque woods.. Complete with funky sounds and wild dogs.. And the guy convicted of Manslaughter living behind us. I'm not joking on that last one, either.
It was a night of terror and general clown-fearing. Then someone broke out a Quija board, and all hell broke loose.. But I'm not going into that.