in my closet

When I was about 6, my grandmother told me I'd better not open the closet in her living room because the devil lived in there. I was so scared of opening that door and finding a portal to hell that even after she died, when I was 24, I still refused to open the closet, which I later learned contained quilts and pillows.

Brandy Poole

When I was young there was a small door in the back of my closet that opened into the attic. To keep me out of there, my grandfather would tell me that if I went between the wooden slats where the insulation was, that I would fall straight into the furnace and burn up. That was enough to keep me out of the attic!

Yvonne Cagley

I used to believe that the government had camera guys hidden in my closet and if i said anything mean about anyone it would play on Tv for the world to see

Dumbtard

When I was about 10 years old, I watched the first Ghostbusters movie for the first time. I believed in two strange things after that. I believed that Gozer was hiding in my closet and was waiting to pop out and kill me, and I also believed that all of the Ghostbusters were in love with me and they were fighting with each other to marry me. Please don't ask, I don't know why...

Teresa

When I was little, I had a fear of closets. I thought that my bedroom closet had skeletons in it who would drop stuff in my ears at night that would make me their mind-control slave.

Elise

i used to believe that my favourite book character lived in my wardrobe but was invisible so i would scare my mom when she heard me talking to myself in the wardrobe!! lol :)

lisa

When I was young I was afraid to leave closet doors open and walk by open closet doors because I thought miniature people lived in them and would kidnap me if I did.

Krista S,

I used to think that the DJ from the TV show WKRP lived in my closet. I didn't know his name so I just called him WKRP and he was SCARY!

Anon

After watching the TV version of The Lion, The Witch And The Wardrobe I really believed that my wardrobe would miraculously open up to another world. I tried going in there several times and knocking on the wood before I gave up!

Nell

my sister told me (and i believed her) that santa's reindeer were living in her closet and he loaned them from her once a year!

Anon

i used to believe there was a boogy man so when i was like 5 i would shut the closet door so if he came it would give me more time to get out of my room because he had to open the door.

smiley face

I used to practice the piano in my grandma's apartment in the basement of our house. I believed that if I played a wrong note, a lion would burst out of the closet door and attack me. But when I did play a wrong note and nothing horrible happened, I figured it would take two wrong notes. And after two wrong notes, it would take three, etc.

Now playing like a pro

I have always thought (and still believe this), that a monster who feeds on fear lives in my closet and if he scares me I won't be able to sleep again. The weird part is my 2 ways to avoid him, fall asleep before 12:15AM or cover myself in blankets and sheets 'cause I think the monster is allergic to the stuff blankets and sheets are made of

Spyke

as a child my sister and i shared a bedroom and at the bottom of her bed was a huge brown wardrobe, and the only way i could get out of our room was to climb over her bed. well one evening i was about to climb over her bed to go to the toilet when she told me that if i climb over her bed gost and monsters would fly out at me and take me into the wardrobe and would never be seen again. needless to say i never got up to pee

hello kitten

I truly believed that the devil lived in my closet at night. I remember being more annoyed than angry. I didn't understand why he had to live in MY closet of all places!

darci

when i was small i thought that vampires lived in my closet and that when u went to sleep they'd come out to bite u and turn u into a vampire.. so i always covered my neck ( still do haha ) with a sheet cuz i thought they couldnt bite through the sheet

homeslice

my great grandma, when she visited us, would tell me a story each night when i was little. she told me that there was a unicorn in my closet waiting for me to find it. i used to search my closet everyday for the unicorn, but i never found it. but i still believed it was there. it wasnt till i moved that i realised there wasnt a unicorn in my closet.

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