this is the end, friend

the only other movie that truly scared me growing up was child's play, known mainly as the chuckie movies. forced into watching this at my cousin's house on the day sophie(my youngest sister) was born into this world, i was never same. thoughts of the chuckie doll entering my home and killing me kept me awake for nights and nights. on a field trip that year we went to a farm and there was a haunted house with a chuckie doll in front and i was the only one who wouldn't go inside. ME! i was just too afraid he would come to life and harm me. this movie equaled fear and fiery flames for me. even when i began to really be into horror movies, i refused to see this, sensing my 6 and half year old self shaking in her boots. finally last summer it played on television and my dad sat and watched it with me. honestly, the film is great. i felt cheated of many years of enjoyment but i guess it made the whole experience worth it, like i had finally climbed a mountain or finished a hot dog eating contest.