The house looked right, felt right, to Dr Louis Creed.
Rambling, old, unsmart and comfortable. A place where the family could settle; the children grow and play and explore. The rolling hills and meadows of Maine seemed a world away from the fume-choked dangers of Chicago.
Only the occasional big truck out on the two-lane highway, grinding up through the gears, hammering down the long gradients, growled out an intrusive threat.
But behind the house and far away from the road: that was safe. Just a carefully cleared path up into the woods where generations of local children have processed with the solemn innocence of the young, taking with them their dear departed pets for burial.
A sad place maybe, but safe. Surely a safe place. Not a place to seep into your dreams, to wake you, sweating with fear and foreboding.
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STILL BLOOD CURDLEING 32 YEARS LATER!!!User Review - red - Target
I FIRST READ STEPHEN KINGS PET SEMATARY FOR ONE OF MY SUMMER READING BOOK TITLES BACK IN SUMMER 1994. BUT I HAVE TO BE HONEST HERE THE REASON I WAS DRAWN TO READ PET SEMATARY WAS BECAUSE I HAD WATCHED ... Read full review
Review: Pet SemataryUser Review - Zack - Goodreads
This is my favorite Stephen King book. And I've read a lot of Stephen King books. I don't have anything to say about this book except you should go out and read it right now. Do it. Read full review