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I used to think my mom was a witch, because when I misused a toy she would take it, put her hands behind her back, and make it disappear. I lost many toys this way, and even after searching her many times when she did this and not finding my toy, even now that I'm in my teens I still cannot figure out what she did with all those toys.. Maybe someday I'll figure it out!
I used to believe that a witch lived under our stairs because there is a little storage space with a door under them and they creak loudly when you walk on them. I told my friend that she jumped up at you if you didn't go fast enough and she is still afraid of them.... hehe.
I used to believe and hope that once I turned 16, my parents would tell me that I was really a witch and I would have to start learning how to use my powers. I believed this after watching "Sabrina the Teenage Witch"
I would never get into the car because I firmly believed there was a witch sitting on top, waiting to get me, and waiting to crash the car. It was only my babysitter's car, too. I believed it because one time, when I was in her car, lightning struck a tree and the tree almost fell on top of her car.
My mum used to say... "If you don't sleep early, the evil witch will cut your eyelids,"
And I believed till I was 9 years old.
When I was about five years old I used to believe that Ursula the sea witch from the Little Mermaid was going to come up from the bottom of my covers and eat me, I never went to bed without securing the covers underneath me.
I used to believe that once the lights were turned out at night, five minutes later a witch would come and eat any part of you, apart from your head, that wasn't covered. I slept with the sheets up to my neck in fear for a couple of months after I thought this.
When I was about 7 or 8 I believed that a witch on a broomstick was hovering outside my bedroom window at night. I used to sit in the dark trying to catch a glimpse of her shadow. I would never look at of the window at night unless my lights where off cause she'd be able to see me and I couldn't see her. Whenever I looked out of the window with the lights off, I could never see her.
When I was a child I used to believe that there was a witch waiting outside my window at night, and she would be able to come and get me only if she could see my toes. So I would be awake for a long time, avoiding to sleep in the dark when everyone else were sleeping because I was afraid that, if I slept, I could put my feet out of the sheets without noticing it and therefore having to face the ugly woman... Well, the monsters under my bed also had that "seeing the toes" condition to be able to harm me.
I used to watch a TV show called charmed about three sister witches who were the charmed ones and saved the world.
I had two sisters and we all liked a different charmed one so i was completely convinced we werethe Charmed Ones. When one of the sisters, Prue, died, I got really scared for my older sisters life!
I used to believe that if I ever left my arms or legs sticking out from under the covers of my bed a witch would come in the middle of the night and chop them off. I still feel nervous about it now!
When I was young I used to think that there was an evil witch in the walls of the house and that she would get angry and cast an evil spell if we knocked on the wall. I stayed away from the wall most of the time and when I hit the wall I ran away.
I used to beleive that the copper that my granny used to boil her clothes in was really her cauldron cos she had long hair and lived in a small farm house in the woods ,I really thought she was a witch
when i was little ( im 15 now) i used to believe i was a witch. i would go aroung casting spells and saying magic words....when i was 13 i tried to do a love spell on this guy and it didnt work.......i was crushed............i also stayied single
For a long time I thought that in the evening a witch would sleep under my bed. When I had to pee en returned to my bed to go to sleep, I jumped from as far as possible into my bed, so the witch couldn't catch me...
When i was really little my mom used to tell me that the wicked witch was flying past our house when i would'nt go to sleep. And i really believed it. I was so petrified that i would close my eyes real hard and my heart would start to pound. Still to this day i could picture it in my head. (the wicked witch WHIPPIN' past my house cackling.
I am HUGE Harry Potter fan, and i just turned 11 yuears old, which,fellow Harry Potter fans would know, is the age in which a witch or wizard would go to a witch/wizard school. My friend and i both are waiting for our letters from a special school, i dont need to explain what kind of school. you probably think i am crazy....... but i believe nevertheless
When I was 3, my neighbor told me she was a witch and she said Godzilla was going to step on my house.
After seeing The Wizard of Oz and hearing the story of Hansel and Gretel, I began having a recurring nightmare that a witch with really really long finger nails would come out of the heat register that was under my bed and tickle me,gently at first and then harder and harder until those blood red nails were piercing my skin. I woke up screaming every night for months,no matter what my parents tried. I still (in my 20's) can't have any arms or legs hanging off the bed , and I have my bed right on the floor so there can't possibly be anything under there. Witches are scary...
At my dentist's office there used to be this nasty picture of a witch with dark yellow teeth and all sorts of candy around her that was supposed to give you the idea that she was trying to convince you to do the "bad" thing and eat sweets and not take care of your teeth. I was only 4 or 5 so I took it more like you turn into a witch if you eat too much candy and never brush your teeth. It was the scariest picture ever. I still didn't brush my teeth, though. It was just a scary picture.
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