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My Grandad would say to us when we went to visit,"If you're not good, or if you do anything bad, then I'll get Charlie Gobilty Goup from the cupboard and he'll eat you all up". Sometimes he even used to reach in to the cupboard and bring something out and cover it up with his hands. He would speak to it as if it was his best friend, and up untill I was about 10 years old, I really thought there was something in there. Guess what, when we went to visit our grandparents, we were as good as gold, and even now I have a thing about cupboards!!!
I used to watch all the old monster movies way back when...so obviously I thought there was a creature waiting to get you if you ever let your guard down. Until I fell asleep, I used to strain to hear if Godzilla was coming to step on my apartment building. I also used to fall asleep with my arms crossed over my chest to act as a crucifix, just in case a vampire ever found its way into my bedroom....
As a small kid I was told once by my grand father that 'Troll's' lived under small foot bridges and from then on I was scared to death every time I had to walk over a foot bridge.
As a child I used to believe that there were monsters lurking behind the bannisters at the top of the stairs and would never go up the stairs on my own after dark,even if the landing light was on. To my amazement, my first child confessed to an identical fear although I had by then forgotten about mine. Are fears inherited? The fact that my second child had it could be put down to being warned by her brother, but the first ?
a friend told me "bod" lived under the floorboards and would come and get me at bedtime - i believed this for years!!
When you sleep, and everything is silent you can sometimes hear your blood pumping round you, as your head is on the pillow. I had this hate of werewolves and used to believe that as the blood was pumping faster-the werewolve (that was trying to kill me) was gaining on me, and it was going to eat me. To prevent this I had to breathe heavily so that I couldn't hear the blood pumping
I used to believe that cracks in walls, floors, sidewalks, whatever could join up and move to form scary faces.
When i was younger i watched pewee herman a lot and in one episode there was a monster that was big blue with 1 foot 1 eye and a mouth on the side and its hop around making a bump bump sound. I was so afaid that he was going 2 eat me whenever i heard the base from cars passing by my house i was positive it was the bump bump monster comeing to get me so i would hide in my older sisters closet. To make things worse, my older sister decided it was funny to play along. As i was sitting in the closet she started screaming and say that he was eatting her; i sat in the closet for 2 hours b4 my mom found me crying.
My favorite book growing up was one starring Grover from the Sesame Street called "There's a Monster at the End of This Book". My grandmother would always read it to me. The book was about Grover trying everything he could to keep the reader from turning the pages because he was scared of the monster at the end of the book. The only problem was that the last page was missing where the book reveals that Grover is the monster, so for years I was scared that the monster was on the loose and was going to get me.
My younger brother would wake up terrified in the night fearing that a random sock lying near his bed would transform into a vicious beaver and attack him.
I used to believe that unless I sang a song about the saints, monsters would get me when I went up the stairs to my room, or my parents' room. Oddly, once I was actually upsatirs, it was fine. It was just on the stairs that they could get me. The song went like this: "I love the saints! I love peter, paul, luke..." enter as many names as it took for me get upstairs! The louder I sang, the safer I was. I wonder what my parents thought!
I was petrififed of E.T, and was convinced that he lived in my attic with several witches and was always waiting for me to fall asleep so he could kill me.
Ok, I used to believe that the pine-needle pile in my backyard was a monster! My brother thought his leg was getting eaten when his leg sunk in. He lost his shoe and it was never found...
At themeparks, there are always charcters of movies walking around in suits, right? Well, at movieworld, I ran into bugs bunny. I cuddled him, and my parents took photos. Little did they know that I thought all people dressed up like that were real characters- that they wern't wearing a suit, but that was their skin. When Bugs bunny lifted me up, I saw a zip on his neck! He didn't even notice when I pulled it down! I pulled off the head, complete with stuffing to hold it up, and ran away screaming! I was yelling something like, "I decapatat-ed buggy bunny!" I still reckon that some of those dress ups are skins.........
My sister used to get me up in the middle of the night to watch movies like the Crawling Eye, King Kong, and a whole slew of scary movies on television, as a small child, I thought that they were all REAL. At the age of six, I figured that she was telling me the truth about them being real, along with Superman, Gorgo and Godzilla. As a young child this influenced me into learning about dinosurs and by the time I was in the second grade, I knew pretty much all about em, but I still had several weeks of nightmares that kept me awake at night.
When I was little I used to believe that if I didn't cover up my ears then someone would come along and steal them so I wore earmuffs to bed for years.My Parents treied to convince me that people don't steal ears but I didn't believe them.
When I was about 3 years old I started to get worried about monsters for the first time. My father just up and told me they "were make-believe" and so I had nothing to worry about. Problem was I had no idea what that meant. I had never heard the term before. Closest thing I understood that as, was that monsters "wore maple-leafs." So all he did was confirm my ideas that monsters were real AND that for some reason they wore maple-leafs. I was checking for monsters for years because my dad had used that phrase instead of saying they were just "pretend"...
i used to believe that if you went to bed not tired, you had to lie completly still and cover up entirely or else evil indian zombies will get you. you would only remain that way until you got tired
My mother is Korean and we have a lot of Korean decorations in our house. When I was little we had this really big wooden spoon and fork that hung on the wall in our kitchen (they are still on the wall to this day). They had angry faces carved in them and they looked kind of scary. Somehow I had convinced myself that if you didn't eat all the food on your plate the spoon and fork would come and eat you in your sleep. I had also convinced my cousin the same thing because his mother had a set in their kitchen also. I would get so scared during dinner that I would keep glancing at them to make sure they were still on the wall. It wasn't until later that I asked my mom what they were for. She told me that they were similar to totems that people would put at the entrance of the village to keep evil spirits out. Wow...I was wrong!
When I was younger, I used to believe that the boogey man would tie my hair in knots at night.
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