Enid Blyton is probably my favourite author of all times. I loved the Faraway Tree series, Secret Seven, Five Find-Outers (and dog) and St Clair's (I think the heroine was called Darrell, and her best friend was Sally). Oooh, the circus ones were good too, oh and the Barney mysteries! So's the Willow Farm series, Amelia Jane, Mr Meddle, wishing chair... And those short stories! I love all her books, as you can probably guess from that
However, one of my strongest memories was actually from reading Bram Stoker's Dracula. I think I was 9 or 10 at that time, and there was a copy of Dracula (probably my Mum's), and I read the entire thing. I was horribly afraid of the dark when I was young, and the book didn't help. I was SO SCARED, but for some strange reason I couldn't stop reading. I finished the book, scared myself witless, and I actually buried the book in the storeroom, beneath boxes, because I thought that that might actually help, you know, in case Dracula comes alive from the book, at least he'll be stuck in the storeroom, haha. I remember being especially frightened of inviting people into my house for a very long period of time