When I was little my grandfather would tell us a story. "There once was a little (boy or girl) named (enter name) who came to visit" (I don't remember all of it), but he would say it in such a quiet deep voice, that all us grandchildren would get close to hear, and he would go on, and at the end he would scream "And the Boggieman Got Them" - We would all scream -- TO this day, I will not be in their basement alone, and I walk up the stairs backwards, because Im afraid of the boogieman! - Im 26!

Turner

When I was like 3 years my grandfather died and a few years later I discovered a hole covered with a metal plate underneath the stairs in our basement.
Until I was 10 or so I kept thinking that my dead grandfather was buried in there.
Until my parents built a wall there so there is no space underneath the stairs I was scared to hell whenever I passed that hole!

Tobi

I used to belive their was a killer Pink Bunny living in my basement, this was becasue of a old easter decoration lying in the shadows of my basement.

Later on in life I thought the Basement was infested with spiders, due to the cobwebs clinged to the ceiling.

Emi

when i was little i thought if i didnt run up the basement stairs when my back was turned, a wolf would get me

Anon

I and my cousins were convinced that blind old people lived in our basement because one of my cousin's friends had told her so. We thought they were somewhere behind the walls. We were so scared to go downstairs, but we used to go anyway, and we really thought we could hear them chatter or whistle putting our ears on the wall. The power of autosuggestion...lol

Sara

I used to think that their was a HUGE tarantula hiding in the furthest room in our basement, and so when I would turn around to go back upstairs, I always ran top-speed, looking behind me frantically to see if it was there.

supermk342

To keep us out of the unfinished basement my grandfather told us kids that there were crocodiles living down there.

At my grandma’s basement there was a hold in the middle of the floor to sweep dirt and water into after a storm. It was shallow and covered with a piece of wood. For years I thought it was a portal to Hell or a grave.

Anon

I used to think that if i went into my basement, (I was 5.......) and all the lights were off, that Chuckie, the evil doll, would jump out and kill me!!!!! I still sort of belevie this a little......hehehehehe

Carinne

In the home I lived in as a kid we had a second storage area in the basement. There was no door in the door frame and our furnace was down there. All I ever saw was the red light from the furnace and my parents told me it was santa's eye and that it watched me. So every time I went in the basement I'd run and jump passed the open doorframe so santa couldn't see me

Kali

When I was little I would never go down into the basement without being accompanied by other people, I thought the old toys would come alive and kill me.

Micah

I USED TO HAVE A BASEMENT IM GLAD I DONT ANY MORE THERE USED TO BE A MONSTER IN IT [I THINK]

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I've always done my own laundry, and our washer and dryers are in the basement. One night, when I was 12, I went down to move the laundry over, and I turned on the light and suddenly a bat flew right by my face. I shrieked and charged back up the stairs, terrified that it was flying after me. Mom kept asking me if it wasn't really just a black bird, but I promise you, I'm positive it was a bat. I was so scared that I was laughing and crying at the same time! To this day, I'm tense while going into the basement, and I always leave myself in a position where I can run if I have to!

Scared batty

When I was about 7ish I believed that there were zombies in my basement

Thom

just a couple of years ago i thought that robbers with guns were in my basement and might shoot me if they see me coming down there, but if i turned all the lights on in my basement (7 lights) really quickly they would get scared and run away. So every single time i went downstairs i would turn on every single light even if i was just down their to get a juice box. this went on for about 2 or 3 months... i was a confused child...

dazed and confused

When I still had to go to bed in the early evening, my parents would occasionally do the household chores after they were free of me and my brother for the night. The washing machine was in the basement, directly under my room, so that I could hear it, especially when it was overloaded with towels and started clanking during the spin cycle. Whenever I would hear this rhythmic metallic sound in the basement, I would huddle under my covers, envisioning a parade of skeletons marching around the basement.

Ginevra

When I was young, there was a stairwell outside my grandparent's house that led to the basement. Since the door in the basement was behind a refridgerator, we never knew where it went. My cousin told me that it actually led to the kingdom of the rats, and if I went down too many steps, the rat people would kidnap me and take me to the rat king. To this day I will not go down that stairwell.

Anon