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The Exorcist. I was nine or ten and my big sister and her husband had just got their first house. It was a big rear end three story place with hardwood floors and an open central staircase, so it really echoed when anyone moved around. She was all like "Do you want to come over for the weekend? We have HBO." So of course I jumped all over it. They went out on Saturday night, so I decide to pull up a blanket and watch The Exorcist alone. I also forgot about their giant rear end cat that had been mostly hiding since it was freaked out by moving to the new place. So just as poo poo starts hitting the fan in the movie, I hear this slow thump-thump-thump coming down the stairs from the third floor. I'm freaking out, Linda Blair is vomiting on priests, and then it gets quiet again from upstairs for a few minutes. Then I start hearing the thumping coming from the stairs on it's way to the first floor. I'm trying not to poo poo myself with the blanket pulled up to my lower eyelids, looking around the door frame and waiting for Satan to stroll off the bottom step and then the stupid cat pops out and is all like "Oh. Hey, human". I've still never re-watched that movie since then.
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