Oh That Scares Me

When I was very young, maybe 9 or 10 my aunt and her boyfriend took me to see The Exorcist at the movies. I had no idea what we were going to see at the theater I was just happy my aunt and her boyfriend took me out for the day to hang with them.

We get to the theater, we find our seats and the movie eventually starts. I’m watching this young girl on the screen turn from a cute, sweet little girl to a beat up, green, foul mouth, vomit spewing devil and quite frankly it scared the bejeesus out of me.

I watched most of the movie through the cracks of my fingers covering my eyes so that I could be ready at a moments notice to shut those fingers tight if something scary happened.

By the time we left that theater I was a nervous wreck. Every little noise had me jumping out of my skin. I was so unnerved by that movie.

My younger sister and I shared a room so when I finally got home that evening I immediately jumped in her bed and slept with her. The monster might get me and there was no way I was going to sleep in my bed alone that night.

Now, many years later I love horror flicks but there are certain movies I’ll stay away from like The Exorcist, The Omen and others that are similar. Those movies still scare the bejeesus out of me.

I think because the battle between good and evil…..God and the Devil is just too real to me to watch that unfold on a movie screen.

I can watch Jason, Mike Myers or Freddie Kruger because they are not real to me. The whole plot and story line is so far fetched that I can enjoy watching them but some person having demons possess their body is just way too much for me.

So even today, any horror movie I see can not have anything to do with God, or the Devil or folks being possessed or any of that stuff. You’ll see me sitting there with my fingers covering my eyes the whole time jumping at every little thing looking for someone to sleep with that night so the bad monster can’t get me.