Struck a little too close to home... I need to catch my breath

Rating: 10/10 (3 August 1999)

Not far from my house growing up we had many "Indian Burial Ground" rock piles and foundations from Colonial times. My friends and I used to scare each other telling stories of witches. One day while walking in the woods among some old foundations, my two friends and I superstitiously stuck leaves on the ends of sticks stating that we were safe from witches as long as the leaves remained on our sticks. No wind came but all three leaves fell at once. My dog spooked ran back towards home with us close behind screaming... Twenty years later... I felt like doing the same at the movie theater.
Never has anything been so realistically portrayed where I have to keep reminding myself that it wasn't real. I would love to see it again but I don't want to spoil the illusion. Kudos to the cast, crew, writers, and directors.