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Why am I writing like I’m possessed by those nightmarish twin girls from The Shining? Because I am! Boo! No, actually, I just feel that way after reading my colleague Christine Spines’ terrific essay about how the devil-child horror movies of the ’60s, ’70s, and ’80s really screwed her up as a kid. You know: Rosemary’s Baby, The Exorcist (pictured), The Omen, Carrie. Creepy stuff, eh? Well, for decades, Christine admits, she remained scarred from watching, at a ridiculously young age, Linda Blair fiddle with her crucifix and Sissy Spacek getting showered in blood. Sure, you may not have been 5 years old when you first saw a scary movie, but I’m willing to bet that you suffered similar trauma as a kid. Lord knows I did: I still get the willies when I think about little 7-year-old me, watching that kid getting attacked by that tree in Poltergeist ("one one-thousand, two one-thousand, three one-thousand…") and not being able to sleep for a decade thereafter.
So, yeah, what horror films have most damaged you? The Devil commands you to speak up!
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