IT by Stephen King (EPUB, PDF)
To the children, the town was their whole world. To the adults, knowing better, Derry, Maine was just their hometown: familiar, well-ordered for the most part. A good place to live.
The children who saw – and felt – what made Derry so horribly different. In the storm drains, in the sewers, IT lurked, taking on the shape of every nightmare, each one’s deepest dread. Sometimes IT reached up, seizing, tearing, killing . . .
The adults, knowing better, knew nothing.
Time passed and the children grew up, moved away. The horror of IT was deep-buried, wrapped in forgetfulness. Until they were called back, once more to confront IT as he stirred and coiled in the sullen depths of their memories, reaching up again to make their past nightmares a terrible present reality.
“Hello and goodbye,” a bubbling voice said from inside the running tallow of its features, and
Patrick tried to scream again. He didn’t want to die; as the only “real” person, he wasn’t supposed to
die. If he did, everyone else in the world would die with him.
The manshape laid hold of his leech-encrusted arms and began to drag him away toward the
Barrens. His blood-stained book-carrier bumped and thumped along beside him, its strap still twisted
about his neck. Patrick, still trying to scream, lost consciousness.
He awoke only once: when, in some dark, smelly, drippy hell where no light shone, no light at all,
It began to feed…