It's a strange title for a blog post, isn't it? But my childhood was like Stephen King's It in two ways: the Barrens and the sewers.
Of course, we didn't call it the Barrens. To us, it was the Jungle. The untamed wooded area was located perpendicular from our street. Beside it, apartment buildings loomed. We kids weren't allowed to cross that road, since it was a busier than our own, but we found a way without disobeying. You see, there was a sewer drain from one person's yard and it led into the Jungle. We crawled on hands and knees through it, and we were on the other side. We were explorers of around six or seven years of age trailing through the forest, getting stuck in thorn bushes. We had a blast.
Then, there were the sewers. They weren't nearly as fun as the Jungle. They smelled. They were dark. And worst of all, there were spiders. *cringes* When I was five, some older boys tossed me into the sewers. I begged them to let me out, even though I really did try to be brave for a whole two seconds. I couldn't stand the dark. Or spiders. One time a neighbor lost their pet rabbit in the sewers. We went looking for it on the other end, where it opened up above ground. That wasn't as scary, since there was a lot of sunlight.
But we did spend a lot of time around sewers and the Jungle. I can see how Stephen King came up with It.
