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I used to think there were ferocious alligators that lived under my bed, but only at night. So if I needed something in the middle of the night, I could not get out of bed under any circumstances, because I would get eaten. Instead, I would SCREAM for my parents to come turn the light on first.
When I was young, monsters ruled the night. There were, however, some rules.
1) They could not get you if you were completely under the covers (really tough without A/C on hot nights).
2) Monsters could not get you when you were in the bathroom, so the first dangerous part was getting there. You had to sneak there so they couldn't hear you. If mom or dad heard me on the way, I'd run back to my room and hide under the covers, because my cover was blown.
3) After going to the bathroom, the monsters could hear you flush and would rush to try and catch you. Thus, each time I flushed, I ran back to my room as fast as possible (where I put my head under the covers). I always believed I had to be in bed before the toilet made its final gurgling "glug-glug", or I would be monster food. [This wouldn't be possible today with some of the newer, pressure-assist toilets that clear fast.]
As I got older, the changed a bit. After all, monsters got hot, too--especially with all that fur and those scales, so I figured I'd be safe it at least my ankles stayed under the covers.
To this day, even on the hottest nights, I still like to have my ankles under the covers.
I used to think there were alligators under my bed. Everytime I got out of my bed I would stand on it and jump as far from it as I could so that they couldnt catch me.
When I was younger, when I would walk up from the basement and shut off the light, I thought I had to run as fast as I could to a light spot or satan/a demon would get me.
When I was a kid, I used to believe that at the bottom of Foam Pits in gyms lived crabs and scorpians. So whenever i jumped into the pit i would always squirm and struggle to get out as fast as I can.
You know how your carpet sometimes has bumps in it. Well when I was little I thought it was the devils head and he was trying to get in your house. So I would always go out of my way to walk around them. I was afraid if I got near them he would jump up and grab me.
When I was younger, I had a nightmare about being attacked by monsters who could only be warded off by playing The Beatles. I took this dream to be an omen of sorts, and started playing The Beatles on my boombox every night to ward off the monsters. My parents weren't exactly happy about hearing Revolution #9 in the dead of night.
I used to believe (due to playful threats from my father) that an alligator lived under our couch cushions. Anytime we would wrestle around, he would stick my arms under the couch cushions and say that the alligator was going to eat me. I always sat in the floor.
I used to believe that when I was in my bed, there was a boogeyman under my bed. I thought that if I pulled the covers over my head and no feet/arms/body parts were sticking out from under the sheets, nothing could attack me. I did this all throughout summer and winter, and suffered a lot because I couldn't breathe.
When I was little I used to think the boogie man was made out of snaot and he lived in my nose!
I used to believe that when it was dark monsters would come out of their hiding places because they liked the dark because it made them strong where as the light made them not strong, which is why I was terrified of the dark, I used to arm myself with a toy sword.
i used to believe that if it was dark and i went down stairs i would have to run up the stairs or else the devil would get me.
I used to belive that a Clown wore lots of make up cuz beneith their make up they were Skeletons
I used to believe that monsters could not "get" you if you sang. Must have been true since I always sang (in whispers) and I was never once attacked by a monster.
My sister and I used to believe that we were one day going to randomly turn into cartoon characters of some sort. Once, we honestly thought we were turning into Koopalings (like in Super Mario World) because we became so obsessed with them. The fact that we have natrually dry, scaly-looking skin and fast-growing fingernails didn't exactly help...
I live in Boston, Massachussettes if you have ever been there, you know there are bridges with views of the city. At night this can look quite eerie and mystical, especially if you are a kid.
When I was young, I believed a dragon would some day appear over the dark roof tops and set the city on fire. Oddly enough, it never frightened me..just gave me this delicious shivery feeling. To this day I love looking at that sky line at night.
After i watched the movie BFG [big friendly giant] i thuoght that the BFG would really come in the night, But i was afraid of him so i would sleep or pretend when it got late
I used to think that there was a giant green monster who spied on me every night through my bedroom window. He was about 50ft tall but since he only did it at night nobody knew about him but me. I thought that he was sent to eat me but never could bring himself to do it because he was so nice. Eventually he stopped coming to my window to eat me but just to learn more about me. I never looked out the window to see him though because he could have a change of heart.
When I was a little kid me and my sister(she was only three years older than me) thought that pokemon was real. We had this hole in our backyard and we thought that it would lead us to the Pokemon world. So we spent a lot of time digging by hand. Of course when we moved we couldn't dig anymore and we eventually stopped believing it.
I used to think that the monsters under the stairs made a mass migration every night, and that their migration path led them right over my bed. If I lay very very still and held my breath, they wouldn't notice that there was someone under the blanket they were walking on and they wouldn't attack me. If I closed my eyes, I could see them all stumbling over me in a long long line...