basements

The Ceiling
When I was a kid I used to think that monsters lived on the roof of my house, that there for my 8, 9 years. My parents said it was only the ceiling plaster crackling, but I did not believe I was sure were monsters and so hated being alone at home.
At bedtime I was fidgeting on the bed, because the snaps listened and thought were the steps of the monsters coming to get me and covered me with the whole cover, afraid to open his eyes and he was looking at me.
It was very scary and even today sometimes still get very frightened by these noises.

Isabelle Godoy

After seeing the movie It when I was 8, I was afraid that there was an evil, insane clown living under my basement steps.

Shel

I lived next to a cemetary while growing up and our house had a basement. I hated the basement, it was full of junk and bugs except where the laundry area was. I thought some dead people were in the basement too. When I had to go down there for something I would run up the stairs as fast as I could. Sometimes I would trip and fall. I thought the dead people that were in the basement had knives and would try to stab me if they caught me. I tried to get up the stairs so fast that I would usually trip and fall down the stairs. I actually thought this into my early teen years.

Marilyn

I used to believe that the sound of white noise at night was men in my basement marching and they were going to come and get me.

Audra

I used to believe a fire breathig dragon lived in our basement. The reality of it was ...when you walked down the stair case in the dark you say the flame flicker from the gas furnace

Cindy

My brother and I believed there was a huge King-Kong hand at the bottom of our basement stairs that would grab us or pull the carpet out straight from under our feet as we ran back up the stairs. Man did we sure go fast, hearts racing and scared the whole time going so fast we'd lose our footing and then that be the end of us!!!

ApeCan

Before my parents got divorced my family lived on my dad's farm which is over 100 years old. When I would go to sleep at night I would hear loud clanking sounds coming from the basement and this always gave me the creeps. One night as my dad was tucking me in I asked him what the sounds coming from the basement were. He replied that it was just the furnace. So every night when I heard those noises I had a mental image of the furnace bouncing up the basement stairs on it's way to kill me. Scary!

Julie

I used to believe that the way I sat next to the bottom of the fridge to get warm, was because of a bomb fire in the basement. So everytime I went down there, I searched for a huge fire in the storage room.

Sophia Elaine

My grandma told me and my sisters that the boogie man lived in her basement and if we cried he would get us.

Paulette

When I was little my older sister read me this story about an old lady that lived under the third step of the basement stairway and when you walked on the third step she would grab your foot to freak you out. So for about two years I would always skip the thrid step as I went down and up the stairs.

NLF

I had the unshakeable belief that at night there was a faceless monster who lived in the utility room in the basement. He waited for me to go bed in the evening and if I did not run fast enough up the stairs he would grab my ankles and drag me down into some dark abyss. To this day I have a small fear of walking up stairs in dim lighting.

Jackie Rae

i used to believe that the basement had monsters in it.

Anon

I used to believe that when coming up from the basement I needed to be fast because the creature that lived under the stairs would reach through and grab me. This was especially scary because each step had an opening under it.

Tammy

I used to believe that wolves lived in the basement, but that they only came out when the lights were off. You had to turn the basement lights out before you came up the stairs, and I used to TEAR up those things, wild with fear. I swore I could hear them nipping at my ankles (this is still sometimes true, and I'm 26 now)

Amberjane\

Ok here it is... Trust me its weird! When I was little I would have to go in the basement and I thought there was a perverted ghost! I would have to moon it before going down the stairs to get something. No one has ever known this. I thought it would kill me if it didn't get mooned!

alildevastation

When I was small we used to have a huge, damp basement beneath the house.
Our central heating system was in the basement and it used to snort and grumble.
Unfortunately our spare freezer was also downstairs. To reach the basement we had
to climb down 19 steps. There was a light switch at the top and bottom of the stairs.
Climbing down the stairs posed no problem as I could turn on the lights as I went.
The trip to the freezer to bring out bread or ice-cream was a nightmare. The freezer was
big enough for a child to fall into. I had to stand on a stool to reach the food inside.
Then I had to turn off the downstairs light ,leaving the dark empty basement at my back,
and the cetnral heating system glowing like a devil's eye in the corner. I had to sprint as fast
as I could up the stairs to the top to turn off the upstairs light. I was always convinced that if I looked back over my
shoulder while climbing the stairs I would see the devil in the boiler reaching out to catch my ankle as I ran.

Hilary

Back when I was 4 years old my brother used to pick on me alot considering he was 13-14. We had a water pump in our unfinshed basement. He used to tell me if I went near it or in it a monster would grab me, pull me under the water and kill me. One day he decided to push me in. He locked the door. I got stuck in a pitch black basement, and stuck in a water hole. I cried my heart out. To this day I hate water pumps.

Kyle A.

I was always terrified of my grandparents basement. Especially because my grandpa told me that a big bear lived down there. Every time we'd go down there, I remeber hiding behind my Mom. I knew she'd be safe against any bear! ;)

Kelsey

When I was little my grandparents had this old, creepy unfinished basement where they had just wall to wall toys. Well, I've never liked creepy basements and my grandpa used to wait until I was down there by myself and make scary noises over this old intercom system they had from the kitchen. I truely believed there were monsters down there, and to this day I still have a hard time with basements.

kaytee

I used to believe that Daniel Boone lived in our basement. My brothers told me so, and even planted a fishing pole and a coon skin cap in the cold air return for me to see, I was amazed!

Annie