I asked, then bothered, then begged my mom to turn it off. Freddie Freaker suddenly shouted loudly, screaming and wailing, saying "2 dollars a call!" in a demonic, low-pitched voice. In the background, we could hear the narrator saying "DANCING NEW SENSATION GRABBIN THE NATION DOING THE FREAK" over and over again in an overly serious tone. The video was... indescribable. Images crossed the screen in quick succession, overcut with Freddie's expressionless eyes. The images were some of the things I was afraid of at the time. A person looking over a balcony, a hornet slowly stinging someone's eye, an extreme close-up of a tarantula, a pit full of writhing cobras, and a bloodied syringe filled with green fluid. We immediately turned the TV off, and I ran out of the room screaming, slamming my door. It took my mom twenty minutes to convince me that the video was gone, that I would never, ever see it again. I had nightmares all week about Freddy Freaker.It was unfortunate to find out that children suicide rates went through the roof that year.