I have a rather overly active imagination and horror movies and stories generally get to me.

My family lived on a property that had a small farm pond; all the kids in the neighborhood swam in the pond until the development built a pool a few years later. The year that Jaws came out I had spent the whole summer swimming in that tiny pond (at its deepest point about 5 or 6 feet deep). A few days after having seen Jaws I went swimming and kept imagining the Great White coming up from under me. *shiver* Still gives me the chills a little.

As for Stephen King, I simply can't read his stuff. "The Stand" is the only novel of his I've ever been able to finish and that's because it's not so much "horror" as "suspense". The Walking Man doesn't scare me at all. I think I've started reading three or four of his other novels and been unable to finish them for continuing nightmares.

But his shorts are the worst. Anybody read the short story collection of his titled "Night Shift"? The title story lifts prickles on my scalp. And for some reason the dry-cleaning machine that gets demon-possessed -- as utterly unbelievable as that sounds -- scares the living daylights outta me.

Finally, a movie that gave me recurring nightmares. Though I've seen the movie exactly once, and that probably twenty years ago, I still have this nightmare occasionally. The scene from "Texas Chainsaw Massacre" where the guy gets hung up on a meat hook ... still alive.

BB,

NightWing

P.S. It's the middle of the day and I'm getting chills just thinking of these to write them down. *brrr*