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Originally Posted by Pedestrian
I remember The Big Toe. My mother used to read it to me, and shout the last line at me. Scared me silly.
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I "borrowed" the second book from my brother and became enamored with it. Mainly because of the illustrations.
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Originally Posted by Freebase Dali
I used to love those stories so much.
Those stories are up there with my first viewing of Night of the Living Dead.
Man, it's so weird how you can still feel the emotional context of something you've read, heard, or watched as a child, even with the vast difference and rationality in your thinking later on. It's almost as though you don't even want to re-experience it because it would somehow take away from the feeling you got when you were a kid.
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I totally get what you mean. I still the same kind of feelings when I listen to specific songs or see certain images.