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When I was a kid, I thought that if my hands or feet stuck over the side of the bed, a zombie would grab me and pull me under the bed before eating me. I had my bed propped against the walls for years where I would huddle away from the edge. I still wake up at night when I feel my hand dangling over the side.
When I was little I buried an egg in our sandbox because I believed it was a dragon egg. I'd keep it there for a very long time, occasionally digging it up to check on it, and wait for it to hatch.
My closet used to be connected to a set of stairs to the attic, and I was afraid that the attic monsters would come down and get me while I slept - so my mom got me a stuffed spider on a stick and christened it the "monster bopper". I never felt scared when I had it in the bed with me.
When I was younger, I used to believe that the boogey man tied my hair in knots at night...
Now I realize that I'm just crazy.
I used to think that if you dumped green Kool-Aid on the lawn at night, zombies would come out of the ground and "get" me. I was terrified for years and years until I did it and nothing happened. I had lived in fear for 4 years. How 'bout that?
I used to believe that well one time I rented a seseme street movie and it had a segment where ernie and bert went to tis pyramid and saw a mummy that looked like them and ernies was alive well i had fixed in my little head that *pyramid ernie* lived in the attic off my room and when i slept he watched me from behind my bed and if i stepped on the pink fuzzy stuff on the floor of the attic it would be this endless hole type thing and pyramid ernie would grab my foot and pull my foot down there
*shivers*
When I was younger, I used to believe that the boogey man would tie my hair in knots at night.
One night when I was around 6 or so, my mother told me that if we didn't pick our shoes off the floor and put them in the closet, the shoe gnomes would come and take them. I starting sobbing and screaming, little men sneaking into my room at night to steal my shoes terrified me!! My dad had to sleep in my room that night
When I was young I believed that If I slept with my bedroom window open then a burgular could come in, and if instead I slept with my bedroom door open than monsters could come in. Everynight I would contemplate on which source of cool air to take a risk with. As I got older the door always one because i became skeptical of the existance of monsters.
And even past this stage, the idea of home invasion terrified me.
i know its silly but i used to believe that if I was in a room that didn't have a light on or I wan't in bed then the exorcist girl would come and kill me!!!
The elementary school I went to as a child had a fairly large playground area, but only the front third or so had any actual playground equipment on it. The teachers had a tough time monitering us if we wandered too far back, so they required us to stay within the closest two-thirds of the yard or so.
Behind the playground was a fenced-off, wooded area with a lot of trees. All of the students believed that the real reason to stay close to the building was because there was some kind of crazy hobo that lived in the woods and would kindnap children who wandered back too far. Anytime we saw a piece or trash (especially paper) on the playground, we would say that it was the remains of some kid he caught and burned to death.
At some point, the hobo changed into Pennywise the clown, which only strengthened our beliefs (it made more sense that an evil clown being would kidnaps kids than some hobo). I wonder if the kids who go to the school still believe that.
during a discussion with a 19 year old friend, it emerged that she (still) thought that mermaids were real and sea horses were myths...
...this same friend also accidentally revealed that she thought the moon and the sun were the same "planet". she was a very quiet person and i think i know why now!
I disliked crossing this bridge, not amounting to a hump in the road, over a little streamtwo or three feet below but only about three inches deep called locally 'The Brook', for (surely) In the Brook Beneath There Dwelt a Terrifying Troll. Trolls could drag you into the water and drown you. I knew it was always watching when anyone crossed - for I'd heard that to cross certain bridges you had to pay a troll.
I used to belive that I shouldn't go around in the woods in foggy wheather. The evil creatures (the "vetter") in the forest could take me. An old scandinavian belief I suppose.
I used to think Dracula was from Pennsylvania.
I used to believe that the thermostat was actually a giant evil monster. I'd seen them, but I called them temperature adjusters. Not thermostats. Oh, no. The thermostat was very different, ever since I heard, in a hotel, my dad saying what should we turn the thermostat to? I didn't know what a thermostat was, so I went to sleep. But that night, I had "The dream"...
So I was walking into someone's house, when all of a sudden, the door shut behind us, and the house's owner said "*gasp*! The thermostat!" The lighting turned brown, and I could see little shadows on the ground made by the blinds. I looked and saw a shadow before I woke up.
As a child in the early seventies after watching the 20s film king kong with fay wray, i was too scared to sit on the toilet in case i couldnt see behind me that that HUGe gorilla eye was looking through our little toilet window, i was so temted to look but so scared it would be there, i used to make myself cry with fear every time i needed the toilet but i kinda liked it too! then it changed to giant spiders, i had to leave the toilet door open but was terrified that i would see a giant 5 foot high spider walking down the hall past the open loo door. i used to try to finish up so quickly that still to this day i cannot "sit" on the loo for any lenght of time, if i cant do it quickly i dont even try!! i you get my drift!
My mother is Korean and we have a lot of Korean decorations in our house. When I was little we had this really big wooden spoon and fork that hung on the wall in our kitchen (they are still on the wall to this day). They had angry faces carved in them and they looked kind of scary. Somehow I had convinced myself that if you didn't eat all the food on your plate the spoon and fork would come and eat you in your sleep. I had also convinced my cousin the same thing because his mother had a set in their kitchen also. I would get so scared during dinner that I would keep glancing at them to make sure they were still on the wall. It wasn't until later that I asked my mom what they were for. She told me that they were similar to totems that people would put at the entrance of the village to keep evil spirits out. Wow...I was wrong!
From when I was maybe six, I slept facing the door because I was scared someone ( or something) might come in and take me away.
When I was about 2 or 3 years old, i CLEARLY remember seeing monsters at the doorway as i tried going to sleep because my parents would leave my door open. I was convinced that they were gonna eat me so I'd hide under my covers all night. I was so scared that I needed to pee and ended up peeing in my bed on a few occasions because i didnt want the monsters to get me.
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