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My mum told me, when i was about 6 years old, that she had started a baby sitting circle. I took this to mean that she had invented the entire concept. Imagine how proud I was when the film "The Baby Sitter" was released.
I am still proud of my mum and still a little naive.
All of my childhood, I grew up on a farm in Saskatchewa, Canada. We had a dug-out which is kind of a large man- made pond for our water supply. My parents would tell my brother and I, not to go near the dug-out or else the monster would come and grab my brother and I and suck us into the water. Everytime I would get near the dug-out I would cry. I then would tell all my friends at school about the monster and they would tell me is wasn't true. I would then tell them, they were wrong cause they lived in the city, they didnt know anything about wildlife.
we had this creepy old oragn in our hallway and i used to think there were giant monkeys living inside that would try to eat me if i went too close to the organ.
I was always afraid to look at a window in our house at night, because I was sure I'd see a pale, bald evil-looking face staring back in. Since there was a window in our shower, I had to cover it up with a hand towel if I had to shower at night.
theres a hole at the side of the bottom stair in my hall and me and my friends used 2 think a crocidle lived down there and we used 2 put bits of leaves and stones and sweetie wrappers down the hole for the crocidle to eat...it was only till a couple of years later i realied that it was my downstairs neighbours cupboard down there. lol.
I used to believe that there were people living in the walls of your house, and they hated you, and thats why you got shocks when you stuck your finger in the holes!
When I was little me and my sister believed everything had "spirits" As in everything had a soul. Even the little flowers on our wallpaper. And if anything was thrown out, it would lie in the trash and cry. Because it didn't want to be thrown out. And we had to move it's spirit to something else that was lacking a spirit, so it would be happy again and not cry.
Once my sister's doll had her head broken off and we had to move her spirit to the 'B' on the buger king sign opposite our house so her spirit won't just wander around without a 'body'.
I used to believe that Bad Things would happen if I didn't have one foot off the floor when the automatic screen door closer closed the screen door.
after watching a tv program i used to believe that you could buy tins of paint that when u painted it was a picture ie a wood or a park
I used to think that when people moved, they switched houses and their belongings. I got scared when we had to move because I thought someone else would get all of my stuff.
When I was little I was afraid of vacum cleaners. I thought there was an old guy inside waiting to eat you.
When I was about five, after watching The Brave Little Toaster, I was convinced everything (as in appliances and furniture) could talk and walk and things but ONLY when the people went to bed. I'd always feel bad if i choose to sit on one chair, because i thought the others would feel left out. I still catch my self trying to catch a glimpse of them at night!
I used to believe that the spaghetti packages in the kitchen cuboard used to multiply every month or so. i never figured that my mom buys groceries and puts the spaghetti in the cupboard.
My brother told me when i was probably around 4 or 5 that if i touched the door stopper (the thing on the side of the wall so the door doesn't hit the wall; usually see them at doctors offices) the door would swing open and hit me. I finally got the courage when i was 11 to push it and run away.
When I was a kid, I was absolutely positive that there were people who lived in the shadows in my house. (Only my house.) I lived in the rooms when the lights were on, they came in when the room was empty and the lights were off. They slept in the day, of course. If, for example, the light was off in the bathroom or kitchen, or even my room, the shadow people were probably in there. At one point I even knocked on the doors before entering empty rooms so I didn't surprise them. Then, I'd turn on the light, wait for a minute so they could leave the room, then enter. No wonder I needed a night light.
I used to think that there was this whole system of air-kisses. I thought when you blew a kiss to someone in the room next to you, the kiss traveled up to the ceiling fan as an order, the order got processed spinning around, and then it was spat out of the fan. It then traveled to the receipiant.
I used to believe that my christmas tree would come to life and kill me, because my grandmother had a creepy singing christams tree thing.
My family had this HUGE fireplace and whenever it was night and I had to walk by it to get to my room, i thought wolves were going to run out of the fireplace! I always i had to have my sister walk with me!!!
I used to think that the stars were going to shoot laser beams at me if I passes too close to the window. My mom could'n understand why on some nights, when the stars looked 'scary" I huddled in my armchair and would not pass the window.
when i was a kid, i used to believe that when i came down in my living room to drink at night, the TV and computer lights were robots and when i had my back turned they would jump on me. I sometimes still catch myself turning on the light so as not to be scared anymore.
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