I use to think that mummies were wrapped in toilet paper.

Glowworm

I believed when I was going to bed that dinosaurs roamed the streets, peeking in the windows with one huge eye to check everyone was sleeping. I don't know what would happen if you weren't sleeping, I was always sure to at least feign sleep.

Jeska

A lot of people were scared of the monster under the bed. Myself, I was specifically scared of this monster I read about in a children's book called the Body, which for some reason sounded really plausible to me. The Body was a like a human being, but it had no bones. At night, it would slither along the floor, and if it saw your foot hanging out from under the blankets, it would grab and suck out all your bones through your toes - and you would become the next Body.

My solution was to make sure my blanket was always tucked under my feet when I slept so the Body couldn't get my foot. To this day, I have trouble falling asleep if I don't have a blanket tucked all around my feet.

Faith

i used to think that the little beating inside your head was a dinosaur that was on the other side of the world and every time it would beat the dinosaur would come one step closer

Anon

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!

Scary Dream

When I was little I used to think that all the monsters hid in my parents' bedroom. Turned out that my mom and dad just snored really loud.

Anon

When I was five or six my next-door neighbors had a small wooden bridge across the creek that ran into the woods adjacent to their backyard. I knew that an evil being lived under the bridge in the dark. I envisioned the being as generally human-shaped, about two feet tall, very stocky, hairy, and ugly -- similar to trolls, ogres, or hobs I've seen pictured in books. I knew it waited under the bridge to catch and eat children who crossed. Whenever I had to cross the bridge alone I would stare at it to make sure nothing was moving, then I would run across the bridge as fast as I could so I wouldn't get caught. I didn't tell any of my friends or my family because I was afraid they would make fun of me for being scared.

Jon

When I was young, a neighbor kid told me that the seeds on the inside of persimmons were goblin eggs and if you opened one up the seeds would grow into goblins that would hide in your bedroom! I concentrated all year to not run over them with my bike.

Dawn

When I was growing up, all four of us believed our old house haunted by various monsters. My brothers' solution was never to be in the dark, ever. But I, the big sister, was way smarter and more sophisticated. I knew the monsters followed me up the stairs to my room, but I also knew they could only attack me if they could see the whites of my eyes. My solution: Keep the hall, stairs and my room as dark as possible and never, ever, look back! Must have worked, I was never eaten by monsters.

Fara Shimbo

When my brother was lttle he was always scared to look out a window at night because he thought that the emperor from star wars was waiting outside the window to shock him. Weird.

Riddel

As I child I used to confuse Einstein with Frankenstein! You can guess what I supposed to think every time I heard about Einstein somewhere...

Wale Konia

My father was a pianist who loved to play boogie-woogie. I also had friends who were afraid of the boogieman. I spent several confused years wondering why on earth anyone would be afraid of a piano player.

Texas granny

As a child, I never slept by myself in my own room. I had to call my mother to sleep with me or I went to her room.

Why?

I had a phobia that Batman would appear at the foot of my bed at night.

Batgirl =] New Jersey

I used to believe that an atom bomb was a dragon in the sky.

Mazzkitten

i used to believe that whenever something was missing from my house, like barbie's shoe or the left sock, that gremlins had come up through the floor and taken it. they were going to use these objects to help construct a machine to help them take over the world

helen

I always believed that gremlins lived in the bushes near my porch. I had gremlins under my bed and in the closet too but the bush gremlins were the worst. I would run up the walk and jump onto the porch from as far away as I could so the gremlins wouldn't reach out and grab me.

Kimberly

My grandma used to tell me that if I went to bed with my socks on, a monster would cut off my right foot. It was the same monster that stole socks out of the dryer so we were always short one when we were folding.

Nick Lucas

When I was little (mid 1980's), I used to beleive that the boogie man was green, and wore a "Saturday Night Fever" type outfit and a hat with a feather in it so he could Boogie! I wasn't scared of him cause I thought, "What harm can he do? He just wants to Boogie!" And I liked to Boogie too!
-Susy in NM

Susy

When i was really little, about 3 years old or so, we lived across the street from a cemetery. There were these little mausoleums with stained glass windows, one of which was right across from our front door. One evening i was looking out the front window watching for my grandparents' car, when i saw a light come on inside the mausoleum. I completely flipped out. I was positive that corpses has risen from the dead and turned on the light in their little house. Turns out it was just our porch light, which my dad had switched on when he saw me staring out into the darkness, reflecting off the stained glass.

Chicken little

When I was a kid, my mom's friends used to tell me that there was a monster in the basement and I was to never ever go down there. I visualized this huge, purple, muppet-type creature covered in fur with yellow fangs and ginormous claws. I was never afraid of anything ever as a child, but I was absolutely petrified to go into that basement. I must have been about 5 and I still remember how real that belief was! Now I'm pretty sure that the grown-ups were smoking weed down there!

Beebs