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I used to believe that the boarder on my room's walls, which were a lot of baby doll paintings, watched every move I made. So, being terrified, I used to get dressed in the dark and would sneak around my room hoping to hide every move I made.
When I was 3 or so, I used to be afraid of the dust motes that you can see in the moonlight. I don't remember much of this, but I'd apparently wake my mom with bloodcurdling screams of "THE SPECK OF DUST IS GINNA GET ME!!!" and my mom would have to "beat up" the specks before I could go to sleep.
i used to believe that my father always told us to close the doors to keep the giraffes out ... terrifying
My parents told me that a little man lived inside our refriderator and that his job was to turn out the lite when we closed the door. Whose parents never told them that. I spent years trying to catch that man. I figured if i could catch him, i could sell him and make a fortune. I never caught him Now my kids are trying to catch him. They want to sell him on EBAY
My mother and I have dark hair. When my sister was a toddler she had blonde hair. At this same time, my father was starting to go grey so he had salt-and-pepper hair.
My hairbrush and my mother's hairbrush had standard plastic bristles, which were black in colour. My sister had a baby hairbrush with pale bristles, and my father had a boar bristle hairbrush with some dark and some light bristles.
As a result, I thought that everyone had to have a hairbrush with bristles the same colour as their hair.
when i used to play with the microwave when i was little, my grandma said that if i turned it on, it would alter my DNA.
when i was about 8 i thought people lived in the vents where the ac and heat would come out of.. so when i went to the bathroom, id take a blanket and cover me up so the people in the vent wouldnt see me. i would sit there and watch the vent hoping i would see them.. i sorta felt sorry for them sometimes so i leave food for them but they never took it so i didnt like them cuz they seemed mean.
When I was a kid, my Mom told me that spring was right around the corner, so I went outside and looked... right around the corner of our garage
I remember seeing a film of lobsters underwater on Sesame Street. The claws and legs really freaked me out. Somehow I decided that it was a picture of what lived behind our walls in our house (especially near light switches), so I was scared to touch the walls.
When I was a kid, I used to be fascinated by secret passages. I heard stories of how you could press a button, or pull a book and this wall would open or slide to the side revealing this awesome secret passage. Before my closed was carpeted, there was this floorboard that looked like you could press it. I spent a few days coming up with elaborate plans (with friends) about how we could get into this secret passage. Imagine the disappointment when nothing happened after all our hard work.
i used to believe that my bedroom looked like something called a 'bomszitit' - i now realise my mum meant ' a bomb had hit it'.
When i was really little I used to believe that there is a hidden world in between the walls of the rooms in our house and that's where cartoon characters like he-man live. I often used to press my ears to the walls trying to hear sounds from the other world.
When I was about 5, one day my mom was in a hurry to get home because she had a kettle on the stove. I asked her what would happen if we just left the kettle boiling, she told me that it would become a piece of meat - I believed her, but now she denies having told me that.
I used to think that walnut furniture was made out of the shells.
When i was younger we had a new alarm system fitted in, with a fob key and everything. I dont no why but i thought the little box (that controlled all the alarms fitted in my house) opposite my bedroom in the hallway ( which i could see from my bed) would start a fire if it got mad! so i gave it a name - molly, and talked to it and put my thumb up at it and stuff..
talk about suck up to the alarm system!
When I was about 4 years old I used to think it was rude to take your shoes off in a hotel room. I wouldn't even put my pajamas on. I would like on top of the covers fully clothed with my shoes on. I used to think it was someone else's house and that they would come home any minute to find me sleeping in their beds and be angry.
My mom collected these tiny little glass figurines when I was a kid, and she said if I touched them they would shock me because of static electricity. I believed that until I picked one up at the age of 22.
I used to be, well, till kind of am, terrified of revolving fans! I always thought they were robots and they were out to kill me at night. I would duck under my blanket whenever the front {its big "eye"} you look at me! It was very creepy.
I used to believe the living room furniture would party after we all went to sleep.
When I was a child I used to believe that, if I jumped off a high enough ledge, a paper bag could act like a parachute. Countless times i would jump off the couch in my old house and try to make the plastic bag catch the wind. I was too afraid to jump off the stairs but i truly believed it would work. I know now that a paper bag couldn't possible support the weight of a human being much less an adult.
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