When I was little, watching movies was a family affair. We piled onto the couch (or my Mom’s bed) and ate pizza and drank Hawaiian Punch. Most of the movies were great, but I remember a couple supposedly designed for children that gave me really bad dreams. Such as:

The Wizard of Oz. I know, I know, it’s a classic – but forget the Wicked Witch of the West or the flying monkeys, I absolutely hated the idea of being lost! As if some never-ending yellow brick road was in any way comforting?  Or a bunch of singing munchkins evidently hyped up on sugar (or CRACK)? Or the mighty Oz? AS IF. Nothing about that movie was remotely appealing to me.

Pee-Wee’s Big Adventure. Let’s face it, Pee-Wee was probably the creepiest element in that movie. That laughter! His voice was disturbing. Whenever he talked I cringed. And LARGE MARGE?! I still have involuntary wariness where truckers are concerned. This is one Tim Burton movie that actually managed to scare me.

Lastly, and I KNOW I’m going to catch flack for this, but: E.T.: The Extra-Terrestrial. Aliens just give me the willies, no matter HOW apparently cuddly and friendly they might be. Aliens = BADNESS. (Side note: I loved Independence Day).

Are there any kid movies that you watched that made you hide under the covers? Or perhaps drag a sleeping bag into your Mom’s room so you could bunk on the floor next to the bed? Please share.