LOL My parents took issue with some of the stuff I was reading (I scared them to pieces when I walked up to them with a book of horror stories at age eight and asked, "What's intercourse?" "What are you reading?!?" "...... So you're not gonna tell me?")
Finally, when I turned eleven, dad said, "Fine, you can read most of the King books, but not Gerald's Game or Rose Madder."
A week later he found me in my closet at midnight with the nightlight on, reading Gerald's Game. "C'mon, I'm ten pages from the end! Pleeeease?"
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Date: 2006-07-19 02:04 am (UTC)Finally, when I turned eleven, dad said, "Fine, you can read most of the King books, but not Gerald's Game or Rose Madder."
A week later he found me in my closet at midnight with the nightlight on, reading Gerald's Game. "C'mon, I'm ten pages from the end! Pleeeease?"
I think at that point the poor guy gave up. lol