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On one of my college breaks I went to go visit my half sisters. the oldest one was 5 at the time. we were hanging out in the front yard, when all of a sudden she looks up and screams "THE WICKED WITCH IS COMING!!!!"
I looked up into the sky where she was pointing but saw nothing out of the ordinary. I asked her how she knew the wicked witch was coming and she said because of the lines her broom leaves in the sky. she was pointing up at the exhaust lines left behind by an airplane, and went on to say how daddy told her all about it.
When I was little, we lived in a house with yellow carpet in the hallway. After watching the Wizard of Oz, I got it into my head that if I stepped on the yellow carpet, the Wicked Witch of the West would fly out of the dark bathroom at the end of the hall and kidnap me. That's when I began jumping across the hall into my room without touching the carpet in order to to avoid the Witch.
up until the age of about 7 i truly belive y grandma was a witch, so much so that wen she came down to stay with us i refused to go into her bedroom beliving it was a lair.furthermore i used to stay aware as long as i cud so she cudnt capture me wen i was asleep.
Because my step mother's birthday was on Halloween, I thought she was a witch. I always wanted to be with my dad on Halloween because I wanted to see her turn into a black cat.
My mother told me that if I didn't keep my feet covered with the blankets when I slept witches would come from under the bed and eat my feet off. To this day I need something covering my feet at night ( even in summer )...ta Mum
There was a boy living next door to me who was one year younger and didn't have training wheels on his bike, but the bike still made the sound training wheels make so I thought he actually has them but his mother was a witch and had made them invisible.
When I was a kid I believed that a scary witch lived in the hallway wardrobe, outside the bedroom... Her name was 'Hufsa' and was a mean and ugly old witch that kidnapped and maybe ate kids!!!
Me and my brother shared a bedroom, and sleeped in bunkbeds. Since he was 4 years older than me he had the top one. I began sleeping with the duvet over my head, so that she wouldn't come in and take me..
And who told me about 'Hufsa'? Yes, my brother that's who... *lol* He said that she would come and take me, not him - 'cause she was so small she couldn't reach the top bunk!
At night when the lights were out, I could easily imagine there was something strange hiding amongst the coates in the wardrobe.... and strange noises and breathing I could hear... (my brother perhaps?)
Ofcourse I don't believe in 'Hufsa' anymore.., but I still have a bad habit of sleeping with the duvet over my head sometimes! *smile*
my dad used to say that green algae was actually from a witch called Jelly Green Teeth who tried to capture any children who played too near the water's edge. i
When I was about five or six, my best friend told me that a witch was trapped in one of my bouncy balls, and If I didn't set her free she would take away all of my toys and haunt me forever. I believed her and ran crying to our moms!
I used to believe that the white smoke trail left in the sky by aeroplanes was actually a smoke trail left behind by witches on their broomsticks!
I used to believe that whenever I blinked the lights were going out and that it was because witches were trying to scare me
When I was about 6 or 7 years old, my best friend's mom put rubber bands on her rubber plant in the living room and told us that that's where the rubber bands came from! This same woman washed her hair with mayonnaise and said all witches do that. I wondered for years if she truly was a witch.
When I was around 5 I was told that when it rains while the sun is out it means that a witch is getting married.
It rained when the sun was out at my cousin's wedding a few days after I had learned about this. It scared me so badly that 20 years later she still freaks me out a bit.
When I was little, I used to see witches everywhere in my house (it got even worse on Halloween). The Silver Witch lived in the bathtub and she stared at me as I raced down the hall to escape her. The Green Witch lived in the toy room, and unless I touched the couch as soon as I ran in, she would attack me. The Black Witch lived in the closet; she was worst of all. The Pink Witch was good, though; she was a bit like Glinda from Wizard of Oz but she was a bit weird and never said much to me.
When Ismall the stair to the second floor was enclosed on both sides, making it into a sort of narrow corridor. I had somehow gotten the impresion thatas soon as I started down the steps a gnarly, hideous witch was at the top of the stairs about to throw a dagger at me. I would fly down the steps as fast as I could go, and whip around the corner at the bottom before she could get me. That image stayed with me for years, long after I knew there was no reason to believe it.
When I was little my grandmother told me that witches hated turtles.
So on Halloween, I came to school with my Yertle the Turtle stuffed animal and everytime I saw a witch, I whispered mysterious words to my turtle and made weird noises if the kids in witch costumes saw me...they were very confused when they turned around with me holding my turtle and saying, "heh heh heh.." under my breath.
But the controversy didn't really start until after I chased my teacher around holding out my turtle saying, "I'm gonna get you!" and shreiking with laughter.
Ok, so I made this story up. But my grandmother really did tell me that turtles scared witches.
Wen I was 4 or 5 I had a very wierd/ scary at the time dream involving a witch and zombies casing me around a giant container of Tropicana OJ, I subsequently avoided OJ for about 6 months because I thought if I drank it the witch and zombies would come back
I told my little brother that the girl next door was a powerful witch who had put a curse on me. The minute I got into bed I was trapped and unable to set foot on the floor until the next morning, or I would die. This meant that he had to run around and fetch me drinks and sandwiches - which he would do. And with a very frightened round eyed look on his face HAHAHAHAHAHAHA !
After watching the Wizard of Oz, I thought that all witches melted on contact with water. Then later I saw a Donald Duck cartoon where he dumped a water bucket on a witch as a prank, and she came out solid and perfectly fine! I guess I still have some studying to do, eh? ^_^'
I used to belive that my neighbour was a witch because she only went out at midnight...she even had green hair...
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