Back then, I was young and frivolous, and I hadn't seen much of the world. I saw only a few horror movies. I thought that most of the horror movies were like "Mongrel Street" and bluffing people, or like the domestic "Midnight Cry". It's funny, it's better to just watch beautiful and handsome guys like "Wax Museum". Then I borrowed it from my classmates to watch.
After borrowing it, I specially chose to watch at 9 o'clock in the evening. The intention was that the night was getting darker at this time, which was more suitable for creating a gloomy atmosphere. Then, I opened the DVD and stuffed the disc.
After a long time, I realized that all cups and utensils originated from self-righteousness.
Sitting on the sofa, I witnessed a child in the closet, a black cat, a telephone booth covered with blood, a person covered with blood and the stuff around him (it was too young to understand The meaning of that transparent thing), and then maybe sweat is oozing from my forehead.
During this period, my parents sat beside me several times and watched with me. But every time, they would say in a contemptuous tone, what kind of mess? ! Then got up and left. As for their child, I was so scared that I was at a loss.
The sky is getting darker and the story continues.
There is a new tenant in their house, it seems to be a girl, it seems that she also brought sake, it seems that the grievances are accumulating again, and I can't bear it anymore.
So, as a second grader, I cried.
Scared to cry!
My mother was frightened, she hugged me and coaxed me and said, you should be fake, don’t you be afraid! And my dad was on the side, laughing.
Then that night, I slept in my parents' room with my mother, and it was almost impossible to sleep.
The next day, I begged my dad to wrap the cover of the pirated disc with newspaper, take it back to school and give it to my classmates. He has since retired from the horror movie world and never watched a horror movie.
But the heart hurt by "The Grudge" cannot be recovered. The shadow it casts in my heart is still indelible, and it will definitely be with me throughout my life and cannot be shaken off.
And that pirated disc was lent by my classmate to another classmate. After reading half of it, the daring classmate threw it directly into the trash can. Then I lost 5 yuan to my classmate.
Maybe that pirated disc will be found in the trash can, and then another child will be enveloped by the accumulating curse. . .
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