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Ever since I was a baby, I had a picture of a children's book villain, Cuca, on my pillow.
Until I was 15 I used to call everyone's pillow Cuca, because I always thought that was another word for it.
when i was 2 or 3 i thout that if you leave stuft animals out at night when you go to sleep they would come to life and play so i putt them in grups.and now i check every time i go to the atic to see if they have moved.
This is kind of embarrassing because this happened not too long ago. (I'm 16!) I was at my aunt's house, and while browsing the fridge, I noticed the little light in there. The light in my fridge doesn't work anymore, but even when it did, I don't think I ever saw it.
I thought "its in the fridge, so it must be cold," and decided to touch it.
It wasn't cold. :x
When I was younger, I'd go to my grandparent's place to swim in their pool. Sometimes my Grandpa would forget to take the pool cleaner (like an underwater vacuum) out of the water when we went in (our family calls it the creepy crawler). I would become so distressed, and start crying because I thought the creepy crawler was going to suck me up and eat me alive!
When I was young, I used to believe that my life was a show on television. When I go to sleep I used to think that the show would put an ending theme (like who is the actor's real name and the producer etc.) I tried explaining to my mother that we are all in the show and someone is watching us so she would get really frustrated after a lot of explanations.
I used to think the stairs in our house had feet, because sometimes i would hear people say "Well i'll go to the foot of our stairs" when they were surprised at something.
We used to have a creepy painting in our basement of a lady in black leaning on a railing. I Never wanted to go by the painting because her eyes would follow me and she would get me. We have now moved away from that house and the painting is still there.
I used to think everytime you switch on or off the light, there was a little man somewhere who made the light come on or off
when I was in kindergarten the teacher was talking about how if you had medicine when you shouldn't it will make you sick. She then said that you should never eat any candy unless your parents give it o you because a lot of medicines look like candy. I wasn't nervous because I could read so I could just read the box to see what it was. She then said that even those of us who can read shouldn't becasue our parents might have dropped medicine into a box of candy. I only believed this for a little bit but what was even worse was that my teacher said this.
when i was little i used to think that a dragon lived under my stairs and would come out of the stairs and literally burn me to death...everytime i was alone in the dark i would turn the light on and run up the stairs...
At my grandma's house there is an old, large photograph framed and hangin on the wall. My causin told me that if I so much as touched the frame, the whole thing would crumble into dust. To this day, I won't touch it!
Well, one time I had a nightmare while I was sitting at a desk, when I looked into the garbage can it swallowed me whole. So a few weeks after I would try my hardest not to come within two feet of a garbage can and always tried to toss things into it, when I missed I either left it on the floor or picked it up, threw it in and ran into the other room..
Im sure you have all been short one sock of a pair when you're done doing your laundry... When I was young I believed that elves took my socks..
This wasn't neccessarily a belief, just a funny little tidbit... When I was maybe 10 or so I found this pink plastic container with flowers and butterflies on it in the garbage can in our bathroom. I took it out and my mom stopped me and was like "what are you doing with that?!?" I said I was going to use it as a pencil holder for school. She took it from me, and said I couldn't do that. I was all confused, because what I didn't know (and she finally told me, because I wouldn't give up) was that the container was the package her birth control pills came in... Even after she told me that, I still really didn't get what the big deal was. Looking back it probably would have been pretty embarressing if one of my fellow students or their parents, or the teachers had recognized my "pencil holder" as a birth control container!
In my room there was a screw in the wall that looked a bit like an eye. I used to think my mam could use it to watch me wherever she was. (but she couldnt).
I had a lot of issues as a kid, the best I think, was that a magical genie lived in the wall above my bed and would try to kidnap me while I slept. To stop him I would pile all my stuffed animals on top of the covers and sleep under them so he would get them, not me. But then I couldn't sleep 'cause it was too hot under there.
When I was around 5 my mom told me to always clean up becuase germs where alive and every where but you cant see them. So for awhile after that I would arm myself with Clorox and would constantly clean myself.
For a long time, I believed that all small objects were babies. I particularly had a thing with all erasers and hair clippies. I would take them to recess with me and poke them to try and make them come back to life. It never worked.
I thought that the color beige was clear with specks of other colors in it.
I used to believe that there was an army of teddy bears in my dad's house that would march around when I was sleeping and try to take me.
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