Halloween Blog Hop: What book gave you goosebumps?

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Let me preface this story with an explanation.  Guys, I can't handle horror.  I won't watch any scary movies unless forced (to my friends who drove me to your house and then innocently put on Saw KNOWING I COULDN'T LEAVE BECAUSE YOU WERE MY RIDE...that was just cruel!) except the occasional zombie movies...although those are usually brought on under duress as well.  To put this into context, I had to stop watching Death Note because it gave me nightmares.  Guys.  This is an anime.  I can't even handle a CARTOON.   So I don't know why I thought I could handle scary books, but I did.  So when I had to stay up late to catch the camp girls sneaking out to meet the boys, I didn't think it would be a problem to start reading my first horror book...at midnight...alone... (*cue looks of everyone looking at me like I'm an idiot*)

That's right guys, I thought this book would be a piece of cake to read as my first scary book ever.  Alone.  At midnight. 

So needlesss to say when I finished this book at 3 AM everything was NOT OK.  That book is freaking terrifying!   I WAS SO WRONG ABOUT SCARY BOOKS.  They might be even worse than movies.  Scratch that, they're definitely worse because this is a time when having an overactive imagination is very, very bad.  I was barely holding it together when I heard noises out in the hallway.  Noises I most certainly didn't want to investigate.  Cautiously making my way across the room to grab a pair of pants to put on (only after checking under my bed of course.  Only dust bunnies were there, thankfully)...when...A SPIDER CRAWLED OUT OF MY PANTS!!!!!!   After quickly checking the hall for any errant students, I returned to my room.  Only to discover that I now had no idea where that spider had gone.  If there is anything worse than knowing there's a spider near you...it's knowing there's a spider is near but not knowing WHERE near you.   Now some of you might not know much about spiders and me.   Let's just say I don't usually handle them well, and my state of mind after reading Misery was not helping.  But I think anyone who was already in a Misery induced state of heightened terror could be excused by acting like this:

Which is more or less how I spent the rest of the night, until I fell asleep.  With the lights on.  And that my friends, is the story of how I read my first (and most likely last) scary book.