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i used to believe that what we dream was real and our souls were taken out from our body and then we perform the dream and then our souls are given back to us and that memory is called the dream
I used to believe if i didn't sleep the next day wouldn't come. So if I had a rally good day I didn't want to sleep because then I could experience it again. Or if I forgot to do my homework I wated all night to get a extra day to do it. It never worked because I always began sleeping of tiredness of waiting.
When I was younger, someone told me that if you have one of those "falling dreams" (you know where you think you are falling over something, and you jolt yourself awake) and you really hit the ground, you would die. I was afraid to go to sleep after that.
When I was little, my brother told me that if I slept with my legs curled up to keep warm, when I woke in the morning I'd be stuck like that for good; I assumed this was true, so every night I made myself straighten out my legs into the cold place at the bottom of the bed...
I'm deaf in one ear. Until I was 7 I believed that if I didn't sleep on my good ear, dinosaurs would eat me.
When I was younger, I used to believe that if I slept with my legs open just a little bit that bugs will crawl up "there".
I used to belive that when we went to sleep we all died and as soon as we opened our eyes we would come back to life
My sister told me that if you slept with your shoes on you would get arrested... I was always scared to leave my shoes on when I went to bed.
Sometimes, as I lay in bed trying to fall asleep, a small scratching sound would keep me awake. The strange part about it was that it seemed to come from the inside of the pillow.
My first thought was that it was a small spider trapped inside the pillow and was scratching with one of its little spider legs. I'd punch the pillow, trying to move it way from my ear area. This sometimes worked and I'd go to sleep.
I was slightly nervous with having a scratching spider inside my pillow, but then realized that it didn't make sense. A bug wouldn't survive the occasional washing or trip through the dryer. I also noticed the scratching occurred on other pillows. For a time, I gave up trying to figure it out and was just content that punching the pillow enough times would quiet the scratching.
Later I realized I was hearing my own heartbeat. The shiny fabric of some pillow covers was reflecting the sound.
When I was younger, I used to believe that the goop that formed in the corner of your eyes while you slept was left-over sleepdust that the sandman had sprinkled on them. I also believed that if you left it on there, it would grow and you would go blind. What a dumbo!
When I was little I read a book about a boy who slept with his head on the wrong side of the bed. His mum told him if he did that again he would turn into an ink splodge. At the end of the story he did it again and he turned into an ink splodge and his mum mopped him up before he could say anything.
I was so scared by this story that it was a few years before I dared sleep with my head on the wrong side of the bed!!
I used to believe that when you slept it was like you were temporarily dead and that your dreams were stuff that were happening to your soul when it was out of the body, in Heaven.
I was once told that whatever you dreamed was what you would be later in life. Ex: If you dreamed about murdering somebody, you would grow up to be a murderer. This still terrifies me as I have dreams involving kidnapping and murder.
I used to believe i was psychic because my dreams always came true. and later on when i told someone about it, it stopped. so i kept it a secret again and it came back. But the reason that happened was probably cause i told my sister my dreams every morning and she would lie to me that a part of my dream came true. and i only figured this out when i was 13
When i was younger my pap pap used to tell me that if you went to sleep with your socks on your feet would fall off. I believed this till i was 13.
when i was younger my bed was by the wall, i would never sleep with my back to the room, always facing out with my back to the wall just in case a ghost would pinch my bum
I used to think when you slept, you would really be dead for a short period of time, then your heart would start working again.
my cousin told me when I was young, that if I wore socks when I sleep that I would loose my toes. To this day I still won't wear socks when I sleep. Just in case.
When I slept when I was young, I used to believe that you enter a completley alternate universe, and if you focus enough, you can get stuck in your dreams until you feel like leaving.
I thought that, when people slept, their hearts stopped and didn't start beating again until they woke up. It made sense to me at the time.
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