When I was a wee old chap, there weren't many things I was afraid of, besides scary movies. If there was one thing that I could absolutely not tolerate, it was Chucky, the doll. One time when I was 9, I turned on the spike television channel a couple days before Halloween. Since it was close to Halloween they had a scary movie marathon going on, and of course Chucky was one of the movies being shown. I watched about 45 minutes of the Chucky movie, and then changed the channel because I could not handle it anymore. That movie was on my mind for days, even weeks. I can remember being scared to go to sleep because all I would think about is that red-headed, freckle-faced doll sneaking into my room and killing me. Even now to this day I refuse to watch any movie with that thing in it.
