I was a preteen when I witnessed the film The Exorcist for the first time. My older sister convinced me to watch it at the rental store during our visit at our Father’s home shortly after our parents separated. We had successfully used our Ouija board around the same time we watched it together, so the ideas that evil spirits were real had already become a reality to us. But before I get into that story, let me do a review of the book first. I had purchased an early hardcover edition of the novel while I was working in the supposedly haunted Night Owl Confectionary on Fairlight Drive in Saskatoon. I experienced one or two strange occurrences, such as seeing a person walking in with someone and suddenly realizing there was only one customer in the store… I worked the night-shift there for a year or so and when the slow hours of the night came, I sat on the stool at the cash register and read the no...
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