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Originally posted by bold_n_brazen
After returning to our house after the movie, Dad went to bed and BF and I hung out downstairs. Later, I too went to bed and BF went home. Sometime in the middle of the night, I awoke, with a vague sense that there was something in my room... something standing at the foot of my bed. I sat up, looked groggily at the thing at the end of my bed, and it raised up its arms and screamed an enormous scream.
My heart almost exploded. I fumbled with the light next to the bed and finally switched it on...to be rewarded with the sight of my father trying to tiptoe from the room, giggling like a crazy thirteen year old.
I have never forgiven him.
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We watched The Ring the night before letting the Wonk Princess watch it, to make sure it was appropriate. The next night, we let her get the movie on PPV upstairs in her room. I knew what time the showing was, and I sat and watched the clock patiently downstairs, cell phone at my side. At what I figured was just teh right time in the screening, I called her on my cell.
I think they heard the bloodcurdling scream down the block when I croaked out "seven days." She came tearing down the stairs, and didn't watch the rest of the movie.
Tax(I'm gonna make a shrink very rich someday)wonk
