I walked in on my big brother watching wolfman. I was six, an it haunted me for decades

My dad was a huge Bette Davis fan, so some of the first ones I watched with him were "Whatever happened to Baby Jane" and "Hush, Hush Sweet Charlotte". Both of these are gold, I love them to this day. And I can never get that hearse drivers face out of my head from "Burnt Offerings" once I start thinking of it. That hearse driver is still nightmare fuel to me.

It was not a film per se. Remember Alfred Hitchcocks hour long TV show?

There was one episode titled "The Open Window". Never saw a damn thing come thru that fucking window but every commercial break was a shot of the open basement window and the eiry music. Scared me spitless.

One time, after having seen Trilogy of Terror, I awoke to the sound of the Zuni fetish doll IN MY BEDROOM! With much terror, I slowly opened my eyes. And there was my stepfather watching the movie on low volume. Mom and my stepfather were supposedly TV-hating hippies, but my sister and I had an old black-and-white TV in our room.

Squirm. Late 70s movie about flesh eating worms and specifically the scene where a dude becomes a giant worm slithering up the stairs.

This was a long time ago: the movie was Tarantula. Mt stomach still cramps when I think about the huge tarantula coming across the hills.

Trilogy of Terror! I was nine years old. Didn't sleep for a week. Still can't believe it was a ABC network movie.

The original Blob with Steve McQueen made us kids not want to go around picking up things with sticks. It's ironic at one point when the horror comes rolling out of a movie theatrer. Well, of course. It's a movie!

Tarantula

The original Village of The Damned (1960), with all those blond demonic kids and their glowing eyes!

The horror comedy, House, scared my one daughter horribly....