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I believed that if you have Easter baskets out in the living room while you're sleeping, the Easter bunny would wiggle his nose, which made him pop in, put presents in the baskets, wiggle his nose, then he'd magically disappear.
I used to believe that if any of my body parts were hanging off the bed, the boogyman would reach out and pull me under. And if my covers were hanging off of the bed he would grab the covers pull them under and I would go under the bed with them. And to this day I still believe it. And I'm scared to walk near my bed in the dark, so I would jump on and off of my bed, when it's dark.
I used to believe I was a fairy with hidden wings and I would throw sand at people telling them it was pixie dust.
When i was 5 i used to think (after i read a monster book) this freaky monster called a bedwolf would reach out and grab me if i didn't jump into bed. Istill belive that and i kinda whisper to him like "shhh baby its ok. i wont hurt you shhh." I think killer (i named him) is hiding everywhere.
I used to run as fast as I could through the house at night when I'd get up to go to the bathroom because I thought that the zombie/mummy ducks from the Ducktales NES game were going to eat my feet!
I had a large sliding glass door in my room with aluminum tracks. When it rained, each drop would make a loud "SPACK" noise against them, and I thought there were skeletons dancing outside my window.
I used to believe that the boogeyman was (lol!) a featureless, bald, gray man pushing a shopping cart! I guess it was because when I got told about him the first time, hearing "Boogey" reminded me of "buggy" and I immediately thought of a shopping cart. Still, when someone mentions the boogeyman, I get this mental image of the gray shopping cart man XD
On top of that, I thought he hated milk. This was because my mom's mom (who was a lunch lady) had a bunch of "Drink milk, it's cool!" stickers from work. My mom told me the boogeyman HATED milk and wouldn't come out of my closet as long as she taped the doors shut with one of the milk stickers!
When I was 6, I used to believe that if I didn't get out of the bathroom before the toilet finished flushing, The"Potty Monster" Would suck me down the toilet to his world. When I turned 7 he was replaced with the "Garage Monster". (I run out the garage door well it's still opening, and if I don't get back in before it finishes opening, He'll eat me.)
because i thought there was some horrible monster underneath my bed (that was only there at night and early morning) i would catapult myself off my bed every night and morning. my mom would always get mad at me for jumping on my bed....
I used to beleive that a giant pig would come and eat me if I didn't sleep close to the wall. I was an insane 3 year old. I had the terrible threes, not twos.
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