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She screams next to me and I whip my head over to look at her, her small hands covering her eyes, her knees up to her chin.
I let out a laugh, "You're not really scared, are you? It's just Freddy Krueger."
She peeks out from between her fingers and looks at me with wide, fright filled eyes and whispers, "I'm never going to be able to sleep again! Why would you show me this?"
It was then that I knew I was never going to watch a scary movie with Rachel ever again.