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i used to believe everynight monster or ghost would came to see me, if i have not fall asleep, they would kill me.
Up till I was 10, I used to think that the shadow of the tree next to my bedroom window, at night, was a big bat watching me. I always tried to look in the daylight for it's hideout. Needless to say I never found it.
To stop me disappearing into a field on the way to school my Mum told me once that there was an evil man living there who boiled up little girls and ate them for his tea. For years I was always wary of that area and still feel a bit queasy about walking that field!
My dad used to say to me that if I misbehaved, the 'Man with the Hair on his Teeth' would get me.
When I was six years old, I persuaded my best friend that if you looked at the full moon (this was a night with said moon) a door would open to another world and you'd end up in a world full of monsters.
He ran home, terrified, with his face pointed firmly at the ground and believed it for years. I have no idea why I said this.
My 3-yr-old brother's friend once told him that the "king alligator" lived in people's walls. There was a little hole in the bathroom wall made from the doorknob (it was near the toilet). So one day we hear him screaming and crying while on the toilet. I ended up spending the next 239482734 of his bathroom trips sitting outside the bathroom door while he cried, telling him there was no such thing as the "king alligator" and that he didn't live in our bathroom wall.
When I was growing up, all four of us believed our old house haunted by various monsters. My brothers' solution was never to be in the dark, ever. But I, the big sister, was way smarter and more sophisticated. I knew the monsters followed me up the stairs to my room, but I also knew they could only attack me if they could see the whites of my eyes. My solution: Keep the hall, stairs and my room as dark as possible and never, ever, look back! Must have worked, I was never eaten by monsters.
I once believed that there was an owl living in the fireplace. I became so frightened of it that I refused to go into the room until my dad burned the bricks in the back of the fireplace so the "owl" (that he couldn't even see) was no longer there.
My cousin who is two years older than me, told me that if you wrapped yourself up in curtains and made a "good" wish it would come true. But if you mad a "bad" wish, you would transported and locked into your attic and attacked by evil monsters. Yeah, she loved me.
When I was a little girl, my older brother used to love to scare me..
He used to tell me that "The Preakness"
was going to get me..It wasn't until years later I found out that the preakness is a Horse Race!
When we were kids living in the realms of an isolation hospital on the Pilgrims Way on the North Downs of Kent (England) we were led to believe that there was a machine in a wood, known as ‘the glade’, that could or would cut your arm off.
We had bigger and friendlier woods nearby so we never ventured there very often anyway. The very mention of the name ‘the glade’ made me nervous, the fact it rhymes with blade probably contributed to my fear too. I would try and visualise this terrible machine and usually I imagined it was something like a giant mincer (the culinary variety) or other times as a mangle with blades rather than rollers. Generally it was a static device that just needed avoiding, but sometimes I thought it had the ability to chase you. The wood was carpeted with Bluebells in late spring and that was the only thing that would induce me to enter it. Even then we would run some way home before we felt safe. I lived in dread of this malicious thing and sometimes had nightmares about it. It never occurred to me that it was possibly some kind of farm implement, and not something with the sole purpose of mutilating people. To make matters worse, there was a permanent sign on the gate of the field below stating ‘Danger Unexploded Bomb.’ Why no one ever thought to dig up and disarm (no pun intended) it never crossed our minds. It too was probably a ruse by the farmer to keep people off his land.
Unfortunately, my parents are now dead and it is too late to ask what this thing actually was or whether it even existed.
across the street from my house there was a church.when it got dark something in the church made a shadow on the window that looked like E.T.
I used to think Et was watching me
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i used to believe in Wee WIlly Winkie who used to come round and see if I was in bed yet. I even heard him talking to my dad downstairs (it was my dad using two voices but it convinced me at 5). There was also the threat of Willy's brother Big Winkie (who i think had horns) if i continued not to go to bed.
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As a small boy, I had watched a childrens programme about dinosaurs, they had used a block of flats as reference to show their enormous size.
As a result I used to be scarred witless as we walked home past a nearby block of flats - expecting a tyranasaurous to jump out from behind and to eat me and my mum.
i used to beleve in zombeys
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I used to beleive that unicorns really existed, and they had them at the Safari Park!
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When i was little my dad told me goblins lived in our house, i thought they had a control centre behind the couch so that they could see all round the house and when i went upstairs they would be playing with myn things and the control centre would warn them tht i was coming, one day me and my friend got wise and getting some toy guns we stormed the couch thinking we had got rid of the control centre we went upstairs in the dark checking every room and cupboard tht was scary to us and we thought we were really brave
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There was a stained glass pattern in our front door that I thought looked like a man's face. I could also make out some spindly arms. I believed that, at night, he would step out of the door and come up to my room, suck me out of my skin and possess me. He also had minions, which were smaller, and could fly. I am twelve now, and I believed this until quite recently.
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When I was a kid I used to read horror books. Mom said that I shouldn't read those, so I did. One book scared the crap out of me. I believed that the monster would come and get me. I shared a room with my sister. I rearranged the beds so that if the monster came in it would see her first and I had time to get away.
When I was young, a neighbor kid told me that the seeds on the inside of persimmons were goblin eggs and if you opened one up the seeds would grow into goblins that would hide in your bedroom! I concentrated all year to not run over them with my bike.
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