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The Boogeyman


I was about 8 or 9 when I was introduced to Stephen King.
A copy of Night Shift was on a neighbour's sofa and the cover intrigued me:
a bandaged hand with eyes peering from every finger.
I decided to pick it up and started reading. I liked several stories, but one particular story sticks with me even to this day - the story of Lester Billings and the mystery of his three children's untimely deaths. Each death followed by a closet door slightly ajar...
I still can't stand to have doors that are just slightly ajar. And I still don't like dangling my feet over the edge of the bed. Mr. King, I salute you! You did your job well! 30 years of nightmares!
and I love each and every one of 'em!

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Anonymous said…
i remember nightshift! the movie though, it was a bat rat? right? anyways love your animations im learning it all now and AH! pulling my hair out

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