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I used to believe that when I slept alone in my bed, bicho-papćo (boogeyman) would pull my foot.
When I was about five, I read Roald Dahl's "The Witches," where a character gets her thumb cut off. I then believed that there was a thumb-stealer that would come while I was sleeping and cut off my thumbs! Even now, I sleep with my thumbs tucked under my head/arm/pillow/blanket. (And I'm in graduate school now!)
When I was a kid, I used to think a monster was in my wall,chasing after bad kids. I was ALWAYS good because of this!!
when i was about 4 or 5 we would go outside to play. my mother always told us to stay away from the aqua duct... for the longest time i thought there was a monster in the woods called and aqua duct
I used to beleive that there were monsters in my closet like most kids but if i had my light on in the closet they could not see but if the light was off they could see. When they couldn't see it was like they were paralyzed so they could not get me.
I used to believe that there was a colony of monsters in the attic - they were shower hoses with scissors or gintraps on the end. I believed that if I laid in bed with my legs out straight, they would come and chop my head off, then put it in a jar in the attic.
When I was a child, I believed that if you had any body part other than your head out of the covers, T-Rex would walk by your house and see you and he would then proceed to lift the roof off like the lid to a box and eat you. He'd then calmly put the roof back down and keep going, looking for other kids to eat. Likewise, if you had an arm or leg hanging over the bed, something could reach up and grab you from underneath. Only safely in the middle of the bed with the covers pulled up to your chin were you safe!
You know the hole at the top of the sink to prevent overflow, I thought there was a monster down there and always tried to pour water down it to drown the monster.
my little cousin came round my house, my dad had ripped out the fire place to replace it and my cousin asked what happened so i told him a dinosaur came through the house and want to be like Santa, he ran over and looked up the chimney trying to see the dino. when my dad came back in my cousin started screaming that there was a dinosaur
When I was 6 and my brother was 4, I told him that if he touched anything that was the color of gray, that this man would come get him in the night, and the only way that the Gray Man wouldn't get him is if he put out an offering, and he believed me. He even walked around with washcloths on his feet so he wouldn't touch the dust, cuz dust is gray.
I used to belive that if i was upstairs alone, like when i was taking a shower or playing in my room, that a monster would come and get me because it knew i was alone. So i always paid my brothers and sister to stay upstairs with me
I had a dragon named Sherlock who used to visit me every night before I went to sleep. He had the biggest yellow/green eyes that were the size of my bedroom window and he would chat to me and protect me. When my parents were trying to kill each other he would let me on his back and we'd fly to the moon. I miss him
Did you ever read the Goosebumps books? What about the one with the man who was really a plant? Well when I was little I actually believed that my parents and all adults were really evil plants out to murder me. I think it took me about 6 months to get over it. I never read another Goosebumps book after that!
I used to be afraid of the dark, and consequently thought all window blinds were monsters. Therefore, their only weakness was turning the horn that hung from the left side of their face, and for that you had to approach with the utmost caution.
When I was about 7, my brother told me the Joker (from Batman) was going to get me. He said that if I shined a green light anywhere, the Joker would come out and "get me". I guess he meant "kill" instead of "get" me, but I still don't know. Anyways, one evening we had my dad's side of the family over for dinner, and my cousins, brother and I went into the basement and my brother got his colored flashlight, put it on green and started shining it everywhere with the lights off. I was so scared that I ran upstairs and refused to go in the basement for weeks on end.
I used to believe that Sante Clause lived in the bushes beside my house, waiting for me to come close enough so he could swallow me whole. I'd have a panic attack everytime my mother would try to walk me to school.
When i was younger i dont know why but i actually REMEMBER this, theres a monster ( big robot) that will pick you up and eat you if your awake at midnight. for some reason i think it was a dream but i actually remember this big guy walking down our street every step would make a crater i always wondered why they dissapeared but i made sure to be to bed by midnight. i always thought my heartbeat was his footsteps.
When I came to America after I got adopted, I had never known what fireworks were. So laying in bed one summer night, I thought the big booms were the massive feet of a monster coming to get me!
When I was about 3 or 4 my older sister told me that there are these monsters that live in back yard and come up at night to eat short haired, redheaded little girls. Needless to say I didn't go outside at night for a very long time.
When i was about 7 i was playing in the yard,and it was my bedtime so my father told me watch out for the zombies under the ground.
i must of cried for about 3 hours.
Im still terrified of Zombies (25 now)