When I was little I used to make a haunted house in the basement every year. I took it VERY seriously. There was fake blood... and rubber bats tied up with string from the ceiling... and baby doll parts in the oven... and a spooky soundtrack.... and actors that I made practice over and over again (my sisters and two kids from the neighborhood). Sometimes a few people would show up (this is after plastering the neighborhood with flyers) and sometimes no one would show up. I REALLY identify with the boy in this film! This is what being a child is all about. I also love the fact that he's being so inventive and is not at home watching TV.
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