Surviving a horror show.

Watched The Conjuring last night with the cousins. The movie started, bringing with it seeds of doubt about what I was about to do. Five minutes into the movie and I was scolding myself mentally for believing that I could actually sit through a full horror show. Halfway through the movie, I just gave up and closed my eyes whenever the music started getting weird which was like 3/4 of the time, squirming in my seat, trying to meld into it, and holding on to my brother and cursing the stupid ghost together with him. Oh well.