I have a story to add. I grew up on horror thanks to having a young emotionally immature Mother lol. I was 14 when I saw this eye poppin' doozie of a movie. The horror could not be contained.
I had to go to sleep for school the next morning but decided to prank my Mother who was the only other one in our apartment.
I rapped on the wall twice (reminiscent of how the possession of Reagan started) covering my mouth with both hands to keep from laughing as Mom shouted "Go to sleep!!!"
I begin dozing off. I heard thumps and mom yelled again. My eyes snapped open. I began screaming at the top of my lungs BLOODY MURDER as I did a scooby doo run in midair -before my feet could land and I FLEW into mom's room, jumped on her, grabbing her by both sides of her head and was yanking her head….all while she was laughing. She was chortling with tears streaming from her eyes, pee your pants kind of laughter that made her weak lol. (She pranked me better.)
Needless to say, I missed school the next day for lack of sleep as Mom kept scaring me all night long…grabbing a knife and grinning.
Thanks for the Traumafession Miss M! What a great way to start off September. I can totally relate to your story as my father also enjoyed terrifying his kids! The only difference is that I wasn’t brave enough to watch THE EXORCIST until my very late teens! And of course I was never the same!
Excellent post M,
Thanks to my dad, I saw The Exorcist when I was ~5; I didn't even really understand what I was seeing. The impression it made on my fetal alcohol syndrome ravaged brain was primitive and caveman-esque, but great: "scary person, scary music, me scared", lol.
I understand why people were passing out in theatres when it came out and it is still the greatest horror film ever made (and one of the best films ever made, just in general).
Also, no one needs school; you were far better served by your mother being kept out of it and watching The Exorcist. I exhort all children to skip school and watch The Exorcist as often as possible.