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I used to believe that my nightlight stopped ghosts from haunting me, because ghosts only come out in the dark, and that sleeping with my blanket pulled up over my neck (even in summer) would prevent vampire bites. Which makes perfect sense, considering the well-known vampire aversion to gingham.
when I was young I used to belive that if you didn't die by the time you were 300 you would turn into a vampire. And i used to get really worried and hoped that i would die before then.
I used to think that if I was visible in bed, vampires would find me and drain all my blood. Therefore, I learnt to sleep without moving, straight as a plank, completely covered except for a a tiny opening to let in air. In the morning I would then arrange the bed so it looked as similar as possible to how it looked with me in it.
I had a strange fear that if I closed my eyes in the bathtub, William Shakespeare would come up through the drain and kill me. I knew his name, but I had no idea who he was, so I just naturally assumed he was some sort of bathtub vampire.
When I was about six I was in a wedding. The other flower girl said she was from Pennsylvania, which scared me because I thought she was a Vampire. I kept trying to get a good look at her teeth to see if they really were long. I tried to be polite about it all, because I knew it wasn't her fault she was born a vampire!
i used to think if i let any part of my body hang off the end of the bed, a vampire would order his alligators (which lived dormant under the bed) to eat em!
I used to believe that the people who take your blood at the doctor's office were vampires.
When I was a little girl I had a reaccuring nightmare of a vampire who bit you and gave you cat-scratch fever, so for the longest time I believed that the only way I was safe to go asleep was if there was a blanket over my neck. The rest of my body it was okay to not cover but my neck just HAD to be covered. As if that was the only place where a vampire could bite me.
For the longest time, my little sister believed she was a vampire. Why? Because she can't balance a spoon on her nose. And everyone knows that only vampires can't balance spoons on their noses...
I used to believe that if you pulled the covers up tight around your neck that vampires wouldn't be able to bite you. I believed this because I thought they would think you were just a head with no body.
I did not believe that vampires couldn't get you if you pulled the covers up to your neck. Whether it was covered or not was immaterial. The real trick was to make sure you slept on your side. While some might argue that this would only better expose your neck to them, I firmly believed that if presented with the side of my neck, the vampires would become utterly confused and leave.
When I was a kid I used to believe that there was a vampire that lived under my bed and I was absolutely convinced that there really was.
So I have this dog and he ALWAYS sleeps in a beanbag next to my bed but one night I guess he decided to sleep under my bed.
Now picture this: 6 year old girl just having fallen asleep at midnight beacuse of the "vampire" under her bed. She is woken up by an at first low, but then louder growling sound while something moves out from underneath her bed.
My throat is still hoarse
When i was little up until I was about 10 or 11, I thought that vampires would try to get girls at night, s i would pull my covers up to my neck; That way, I could feel the vampire trying to take the covers off of me to suck my blood in time to wake up my stuffed animals, who would attack the vampire while I ran away to saftey.
I used to think I was a vampire, and that my parents were trying to kill me by making me go to school.
I used to believe that every one of my family members was a vampire, and that I was one too. I used to tie my hands and legs at night with blankets to make sure that I wouldn't sleepwalk away from my bed and drain someone's blood.
i used to believe in waresheep. what? yes you heard waresheep, a mixture of warewolfes vampires and well sheep. (the waresheep were the ones with black fases) when i was little we used to go for walkes in wales, i know, where a friend of my parents invented these creatures which petrifide me and so i would ware a clove of galick and make concoctions, which normly had garlick in them and a kit kat whitch i would have to drink to repell the blood sucking waresheep, who praed on little boys and girls. never turn your back on a waersheep!!!!!
When I was younger, about 3 or so, I watched a scary vampire movie with my father. It was Thanksgiving so in the kitchen my mom was preparing a turkey and when I was done I figured I'd check up on her. I pulled a chair up to the sink looked at the turkey and said, "Is he dead yet?" My mom answered with a simple, "Yes honey, he's dead." Well since I had just gotten done watching the movie I was a bit worried and told mamma "He's gonna get up and get us now." Whenever mom feels like embarrassing me she tells the story about how I thought the turky was a vampire.
When I was younger I was at a friends house for a sleepover party. Another one of the guests, also my friend was really pale. When we all layed down to sleep my sleeping bag was beside hers. I became convinced that she was a vampire because she was pale and just layed there and didnt go to sleep. EventuallyI had to change places with someone else. We're still friends and I know now she is human.
My dad, who travels alot had to go to Romania one time. I was so scared of vampires at that time that i made sure that he stood in the sun when he came home and i showed him a mirror so i knew he wasnt a vampire.
I used to believe vampires could enter mirrors because they didn't have reflections to keep them out.Creepy huh?
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