Candyman Memory

So I read a blog today reviewing Candyman and it reminded me of the first time I watched this awesome movie. I was 10 yrs old and I remember we had rented this gem from family video. I was a young intrigued horror loving girl watching, what was to me, a terrifying movie with my fingers firmly plugging my ears(plugging my ears is what I do when I get scared, I never cover my eyes!)It was close to 11 pm on a school night and I was halfway through the movie when my mother tells me to shut off the movie and go to bed. "It's a school night" she says. Are you kidding me? For me, the best thing about horror movies growing up was the killer was always defeated at the end. I could count on that. I could not go to bed knowing that Candyman was still alive and killing. By the way did I mention one wall in my bedroom consisted of mirrored closet doors? A WHOLE WALL OF MIRRORS AND CANDYMAN WAS STILL ALIVE?! What was my mother thinking? I begged her to let me finish the movie but she insisted I had been staying up too late lately and I needed to go to bed. As if I would be sleeping anytime soon. I laid in bed for hours staring at the closet doors praying that Candyman would not get me. And as much as I tried not too, I couldn't help but say the his name repeatedly in my head.