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Originally Posted by MolsonInBothHands
For my twelfth (sp?) birthday, my Ma took myself and my buddy to go see Poltergeist. We thought we were too cool to sit with her, so we sat a couple of rows in front of her. When the tree grabs the boy through the window, we were both sitting safely by Ma again. .
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That's too funny. Exact same thing happened to me. I was 11 or 12, and went with my grandmother and aunt. I went to go sit in the front row, and right about at that part I moved back to safety.