>be 8-year-old kid in the 90s >at a friend's house after school >friend's family has extensive VHS collection, we're going through them trying to find a movie to watch >friend gets called upstairs by his dad >dad was a bit of a hardass, I think he was in trouble for something >continue going through VHS tapes, finally find one I want to watch (I think it was one of the Ernest movies, lol) >except the tape inside doesn't match the cover... it's missing the label with the movie title >put it in the VCR >it's a home movie. looks like they must've set up a tripod in the doorway of the living room because you can see the whole room in a wide shot >dad and mom are sitting on the couch, spaced apart >friend and his sister are each in a chair opposite them >wait 30 seconds to happen, nothing does >they're literally just SITTING there, not even talking or moving >get the feeling there's something weird and fucked up about this >hear my friend coming downstairs >quickly eject the tape and put it back >never ask him about it >he moves away >still think about this sometimes