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When I was a kid, I use to believe, when I put salt in my bath water I will turn into a mermaid.
Trough ages 4-9 i used to think that there were monster in my bathroom and if i accidentally turned on the fan when i turned on the lights it would summon them.
When I was young I believed there was a zombie in my bathroom and when I heard the taps dripping at night I thought zombie was eating someone.
I used to believe there was a tony ballerina under the drain of the tub that made the water spin when it drained.
When i was about 8 i watched Jaws! i was terrified and hid behind my mum and a giant cushion! After i had a bath and was petrified to go in, if i did a great white shark would come out of the plug hole and eat me whole with my legs first!!! i finally watched the film when i was 16 and i'm still afraid of sharks!!! X
I was terrified to use our bathroom in the middle of the night. I was so scared I would hide underneath a blanket and creep across the floor, and then look both ways before crossing the dangerous hallway back to my room.
After watching "It" by Stephen King for the first time, I refused to step on a bathroom drain because I was afraid that a clown would come up from the drain below and attach me. To this day, i still won't stand on drains because it makes me uncomfortable even though I know that there is no clown down there now.
I used to believe that whenever i took a bath, i should'nt move around a lot because the tub would give in under my weight and i would fall into a bottomless pit.
I always hated baths when i was younger, so my mom used to distract me by telling me stories of the "Drain People". She used to make up stories that this little family used to live in our drain, and there was Dwayne Drain, and Darla Drain, and Dudley Drain and little Duey Drain. and i honestly believed in them until i was about 10!
When I was around the age of three I believed you could get to Disney Land if you swam to the bottom of the bath. My sister told me that if the bath was holding the maximum amount of water it could you would be able to get to Disney Land.
I remember evidently, one extremely hot night I went for a bath. The light was shining in through my bathroom window. At the time my bathroom walls were a peach colour and therefore the peach was reflecting off the water in my bath. It was like dusk on a scorching hot desert that was just coming to an end. I was so sure that it was the bath that would take me to Disney Land. I quickly took off my clothes and jumped in the bath. I was so exited and quickly ducked my head under the water to try and get to Disney Land. It didn’t work I was heart broken I was so convinced you could get to Disney Land this way. I will never forget about the magic I felt when I thought I could get to Disney Land by going to the bottom of my bath.
When I was younger, my brother told me that if I added a little bit of salt to the water in the bathtub, sharks and whales would appear and eat me up. I believed this until I was about 10. Sad, I know.
I was not a smart kid.
I thought baby oli was made from pressed babies.
When I was little, my mom always had a bottle of mouthwash on our bathroom counter. Of course, seeing as I wanted to be smart, I attempted to read everything. A week before, a teacher told us a story about a gargoyle. I read "Mouthwash & Gargle" as "Moutwash & Gargoyle". For years, I used to cry hysterically whenever my mom used mouthwash, because I thought she'd turn into a gargoyle.
When I was a child and when my mom would give me a bath, to get me to keep my head back so that she could wash my hair, she would tell me "talk to Mr Ceiling" i really thought there was a man that lived in our ceiling!!!
Having watched my mother test the temperature of the water by running her fingers under the hot tap, I used to believe that was how the water was actually heated, and spent quite some time wondering why my fingers wouldn't heat the water up.
As a child I lived in a cottage with a bath in the kitchen on the ground floor. One day a bee crawled up the plug hole from outside. My sister and I (we were 3 and 5 at the time) were bathed together and from then on neither of us would be last out of the bath as we believed the bees would get us when the plug was pulled.
When I was younger I used to think that when you took a shower that the water would go down the drain...and come right back down through the shower head...like a continous circle. Then I began thinking...is everything this way? Toilets, sinks, and even pools became disgusting to me...knowing that everyone was swimming in their own waste...uuhhhh.
I have no idea when or why, but at some point in my youth, my overactive imagination — probably triggered by the slightly hollow echoes produced when stepping into the shower — seized upon the idea that there was no actual support structure underneath the bathtub. The tub was only connected to the house at the edges where you could see it caulked to the wall, and underneath there was only a vast, gaping chasm. I was terrified that at any point during a bath or shower, the caulking would give way, or the bottom of the tub would drop out, and I'd go plummeting into the depths of the earth.
Of course, this is very silly.
But even now, every so often during a shower, I'll get a slightly nervous tingle in my psyche, and quickly check the seams around the tub to make sure that there are no obvious cracks…
When I was about 7, My family and I went on a family holiday to Florida. On an outing to Universal Studies there was like an i-max thing (3d glasses etc) which was some M.Jackson video where he threw doves and they came out the screen... Whilst queing you had to pass the "bates motel" from psycho, and we were all shown a clip from the film.. the shower stabbing scene. Needless to say i was terrified, and for the next 3/4 years everytime i went into the bathroom i had to pull back the shower curtain to check nothing was there!I lived in abject fear when sat on that toilet just staring at the curtain praying it wouldnt move...
...im ok now!
When I was little I thought that when you flushed the toilet, Darth Vader would burst out of the shower wall. To this day (I'm 28), after using the potty, I have to fix my pants, wash my hands, and then flush. I still run like hell. My husband is very amused.
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