It

by Stephen King

And as Eddie’s picture of what It was began to fade, It began promptly to change into something else.

Eddie wanted to say, Yes we will too, Billy, we’ll laugh our heads off and say you’re really stupid, so why don’t you shut up right now? But of course he could not say any such

So confused... Why does Eddie want to say this?

But he couldn’t very well do so, because that expression of solemn fear was also on his own face. He couldn’t see it but he could feel it. Come back here, kid, the hoarse

Oh... OK. I get it now