I used to believe there were all sorts of nasty monsters waiting to eat me, but I was safe because Captain James T. Kirk was always there to protect me.

Jonana

My Parents were friends with a couple who owned a Pub in the country. In order to keep me on my best behaviour when we went to visit, I was told the the Man who owned the pub turned into the incredible Hulk when he was angry. I couldn't take that chance as I was so terrified of the Hulk at the time, so I behaved like a little angel.

Dave

As a child, I believed that there was a monster under my bed but if I dropped candy on the floor on the opposite side that I got out on that he wouldn't see me as I leapt from the bed across the room! My Mom always wondered why there was candy on the floor on that side of the room!!!

Heather

I used to beleive that unicorns really existed, and they had them at the Safari Park!

Julio Foolio

When I was nine, my older brother told me that there was a leprechan in the mouse hole in my room. The leprechan supposely would come out every St. Patrick's Day to try and take me away. So I stuffed the hole with reese's buttercup wrappers.



Problem solved.

Lute Nukem

When I was very little, my bedroom was directly across the hall from my parents room. If I ever got scared in the middle of the night, and would have to crawl into bed with my parents, I'd stand at the doorway of my room forever, trying to get up the courage to run across the hall to their door, a mere three feet away.

Cause of fear? The furniture in the living room at the end of the hall. I was always terrified the chairs and couch would see me run across the hall, and somehow manage to get to me before I got to the door of my parents room. I always had to look down the hallway to make sure they weren't close enough to make it.

Theresa

when i was little, i used to believe vamires had straws in their teeth and they drank blood through the straws...

Krystle

When I would be riding along in the car and it was dark outside, I would look far into the distance and see the outline of the trees. But I used to think the dark outlines were monsters and they looked like they were going in the direction of where I was headed. I was always freaked out that one day they'd all be there waiting for me.

Amber

Once when I was little I asked my grandma if I could go to the park at night.Since I was scared of monkeys she told me that there were monkeys that went to the park at night.

Zane Dee

I used to think that as long as there was music playing (or I was singing) monsters couldn't get me. I still go to sleep at night with music on.

Kimberly

I used to believe that monsters were real. Not a huge stretch for a little kid, right? Well, what I would do is every night before going to sleep, I would say a prayer to all the monsters--Dracula, the Mummy, the blob, etc.--and tell them that I knew they were real. I figured that if they knew that I knew they existed, they wouldn't have to come in the middle of the night to try and scare me to prove they were real. And it worked! I never saw a single monster! :-)

Kimberly

I used to believe that any items in my bedroom - such as scarves, string, long sleeved jumpers etc - were possessed with an evil intelligence that awoke as soon as the lights went out and would strangle me in the night if I didn't tie them in knots. I finally stamped on this belief when I left home to live with my (now) husband when I was twenty !

Rachael

'twas the night before christmas and my horrible sister and i were sharing a bedroom at the time. i was about five or six. we were lying awake, really excited about the next morning when i heard my father doing his woodwork in the garage. i said, "i wonder what he's making." my sister, being the older and wiser and obviously benevolent one replied that she knew exactly what he was making. that it was a christmas present for me. when pressed for more details she told me it was a huge wooden reindeer that would sit in the corner of my room and stare at me with red glowing eyes. i think i was the last one down the stairs the next morning.

autumn

I used to believe that there was a shrunken head that would appear every time I turned around (in the dark), and if I didn't do what it said, it would kill me in some way.

Now that I think about it...how could a shrunken head hurt you??

Nahtiak

I used to believe that Dracula lived in the clock tower downtown. Why? Because my dad told me, and naturally, I knew my dad would never lie to me. There was a little blinking red light up on the tower so that plans wouldn't fly into it. My Dad said that those were Dracula's red eyes. And I thought he was winking at me. So everytime we walked past there at night I got all freaked out because I thought Dracula was telling me I was was next. *wink wink*

Michele

I used to think there were monsters in my bedroom. My wall was painted two colors at the time; white a little less than halfway up and pink below. As a way to reassure me that there were no monsters, my parents told me that the person at Lowes mixed in a special "Monster-Proof Fourmula" into the pink paint, and as long as I stayed below the white paint, I'd be safe.
I think this may have also been a way to stop me from getting up at night.
They still keep this up with my little sisters.

Katy

When i was a kid we used to go on holiday to Wales and my parents would tell me that dog's footprints (on the beach) were Welsh dragon's claw prints. I believed this for a long time...

Anon

My dad convinced me that he saw a mermaid. He told me that she wasn't pretty contrary to popular belief. I told all my friends in school but it was ok because they believed me and one of them even told me she had seen one too.

waifi

When I was about 4, I would always make a wall of pillows around my bed leaning against the bed frame to protect myself from monsters. I had one pillow with my name stitched in it which I had to throw off my bed before I went to sleep because it acted as a labeling sign like the ones at grocery stores. If I didn't take it off, I was sure the monsters would eat me.

Nick

I used to believe that monsters could take you at night and bury you alive while you were sleeping. The only way to keep them from doing that was to sleep all sprawled out, because when they came to take you, you'd be frozen in whatever position they found you in. If they couldn't fit you into a coffin, they'd leave you alone. Needless to say, I slept in some pretty odd positions in my youth.

Doug