When I was a little kid I would visit my friend Jennifer and her basement had a very crrepy crawlspace in the back of it. We both sincerely believed that there were dead bodies buried back there and never went near that part of the basement because we were scared dead pople would come drag us back there.
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when i was like 5 i remember my mother telling me she was going to ground me and i miss heard her and thought she had said drowned. so when we got home i went into the kitchen and ran the sink full of water for her, and called her in the kitchen. she explained everything to me and then made me do the dishes in the water.
When I was about three, I believed that pencils got longer as you sharpened them. I couldn't understand why we bought a whole pack of twelve pencils when we only needed one.
I used to believe that there was an alligator living under my bed
When I was 4 or 5 I believed that after I had been tucked into bed, there was a skeleton stretched across my bed. I'd be too afraid to actually look to see. Some nights I would have nightmares that it was there and a teacher would point out all the bones and teach the names of the bones.
When I was little, I was extremeley scared of the sceleton living in my closet. Unfortunatley, If I stayed awake, he would eat me, and if I hid under my blankets, he wouldhold me down under the blankets until I sufocated. I screamed until my very annoyed Mum came to rescue me.
I used to think there was a big white eye living in the corner of my bedroom that would watch me all night & if I looked at it, it would wake up & look right at me. I had the 'I can' see you, you can't see me' rule applying...hide under the covers (even though I could barely breath) & try to fall asleep.
when i was about 3, i thought that electric outlets were actually mouseholes like in cartoons - except that the outlet parts were locks. so one day i got my mom's car keys and stuck them in an outlet, and it shocked me and made me cry
I used to believe that wolves lived in the basement, but that they only came out when the lights were off. You had to turn the basement lights out before you came up the stairs, and I used to TEAR up those things, wild with fear. I swore I could hear them nipping at my ankles (this is still sometimes true, and I'm 26 now)
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When I was little I used to wear my underwear in the bathtub because I thought I'd get sucked down the drain......Not that underwear would even help me!
Up until I was age nine, I was afraid that a giant pair of eyeballs the size of my doorway would attack me at night, and that if I were to get squeezed between them, then I would be transported to an alternate sub-dimension, along with a few of my friends, where we all wore Link's costume from The Legend of Zelda; only, for some reason, without the skirt part.
Up until I was about age eight, I was insanely afraid of a pair of enormous feet the size of the bed itself would come out and smother me . . . for some reason, they had nice, well manicured, red-painted toenails.
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I would think that if i was alone in the bathroom without a light on, i would get dragged away from a ghost from the underworld.
my grandmother being english told us many poems. one being that of not getting out of the tub you would go down the drain. to this day at age 48 i can't stand to be in the tub when the plug is pulled.from a book of poems i saw esau
When I was little, my mom always had a bottle of mouthwash on our bathroom counter. Of course, seeing as I wanted to be smart, I attempted to read everything. A week before, a teacher told us a story about a gargoyle. I read "Mouthwash & Gargle" as "Moutwash & Gargoyle". For years, I used to cry hysterically whenever my mom used mouthwash, because I thought she'd turn into a gargoyle.
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my grandma told me that the devil hides behind the mirror , so when my parents left i broke all mirrors in the house and thought that i killed the devil.
when i was about 5 i thought there was a monster under my bed.i 'fed' him a sock every day so that he dosent't eat me.when i only had one sock from each pair my mother started wondering. she looked under my bed and found them.
When I was younger I used to believe that at night alligators swam through the carpet as they do water. If I slept with a limb hanging over the bed, I thought it would be bitten off. To this day I cant sleep with an arm or foot dangling over my bed.
I used to think that if I covered my head up while I was sleeping whatever bad things that were out there couldn't get me. Once I slpet in curlers, so I was convinced that they wouldn't recognize me.
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I used to believe that if i was bad, my twin in the mirror would suck me into her mirror land and make me live with her mirror family!