Like many girls of my generation I started babysitting WAY too young. My introduction to R. L. Stine was through one of the kids I watched who loved his books and wanted them read to him before bed. After I turned out his light I‘d always take the book with me not sure if I was more scared to finish the story or leave it unread while I rattled around a big, dark house late at night. (The kid, of course, was never scared). #Missing