I would be lying if I said I was never truly terrified by a scary film, but ask any bookworm and they will tell you that horror novels are way scarier than movies. Sure, Friday the 13th and Halloween have the ability to make moviegoers scream out loud in the theaters, but reading The Shining will give you nightmares for life.
I can still remember the very first scary story I ever read. I was in the third grade, and on my favorite day of the school week, Library Day, I was perusing through the new selection counter when a creepy cover caught my eye. On the front of a book I had never seen before called simply Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark was a mostly black and white drawing featuring a sinister looking clown smoking a pipe and glaring at the reader with what I can only describe as a chilling side-eye.
Sure, I knew never to trust a book by its cover, but something about those spooky images made it impossible to put down. I checked it out, took it home, and read through each terrifying tale over and over again. There was something about the way the stories got my heart racing and made my skin crawl that was equally addicting and unsettling. Needless to say, I was hooked on horror books from that moment on.
Since discovering the genre, I have been obsessed all things spooky, including haunted houses, real-life ghost sightings, and, of course, scary movies. But no matter how many times I watch a thrasher film or horror flick, I can't help but thinking: this would be so much scarier as a book.