Up until I was in high school I had an irrational fear that a monkey's paw lived in the plumbing in our bathroom. I regularly had nightmares about it attacking me.
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I had a lot of issues as a kid, the best I think, was that a magical genie lived in the wall above my bed and would try to kidnap me while I slept. To stop him I would pile all my stuffed animals on top of the covers and sleep under them so he would get them, not me. But then I couldn't sleep 'cause it was too hot under there.
I used to believe that if I didnt get out of the tub before all the water went down the drain that I would get sucked down the drain, too. My mother told me this, I guess, because she was in a hurry and wanted me to get out of the tub.
This one's about my neice,Amber. When she was younger my mom's bathroom had this vent that the cover was always coming off of. It was definitely something we encouraged her to stay away from. We told her that when she was born she had a twin sister named Bamber that was really bad and fell down into the vent. For the longest time, she believed us and wouldn't even go into the bathroom.
when i was little we had a very unreliable vacum cleaner. My mum would say that the vacum had sucked a kumara so of course i thought our vacum was full of kumaras
When I was little I thought that when you flushed the toilet, Darth Vader would burst out of the shower wall. To this day (I'm 28), after using the potty, I have to fix my pants, wash my hands, and then flush. I still run like hell. My husband is very amused.
When my husband was little, he used to believe that monsters lived in his closet. At night when he went to bed, he always made sure the closet door was firmly closed, so the monsters wouldn't get out. Now, as an adult of 52, he still will not get into bed unless the closet door is firmly closed. Some things just stay with you all your life!
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When I was a child I used to believe that stand up pianos actually told jokes as well as playing music.
When was about 4, I was sure that there were alligators living under my bed that came out at night and crawled around on the bedroom floor. What is really odd is that there were large storage drawers under my bed and nothing could possibly hide there.
When I was in preschool, I took ballet. Around Christmas time, my teacher decided to give us a special treat and tell us a story. It was about if you were a naughty little girl that if you fell asleep with your feet over the end of the bed, the rats would eat your feet off. I went home, fearing going to sleep, and stayed awake crying. I have many times been told that this was not true, but still, I CANNOT have my feet over the end of my bed. Thanks for the mental scarring, lady.
when i was 7(ish) i used to believe that a hedghog man lived under my bed bed an if my feet and or hands were poking out of my cover he would drag me under the bed and take to me this underworld place that was filled with lakes! i had to jump on to my bed for years... i think it had something to do with a progrmmme about gruesome fairy tales
When I was 5 or so, I would take baths with my cousin. I was always so excited when we pulled the plug and that little whirlpool would happen. My cousin would tell me that it wouldn't happen unless I stood completely still and didn't breathe. Needless to say, I stood there many a time holding my breath until I was blue in the face...
I used to believe that the boogeyman lived under my bed. I was afraid to go to sleep at night because he was going to eat me. One night I lost a tooth and put it under my pillow for the tooth fairy. In the morning I told my dad that the toothfairy had forgotten to come because there was no money under my pillow. I remember the look of horror on his face as he told me that the boogey man must have ate her. I was afraid to even go in my room until my dad showed me the dollar that had fallen behind the bed.
From the time my poor abused brain could absorb knowledge, my mother told me that Pine Sol (mopping kitchen floor) would eat the skin off my feet if I walked on it. Yeah... I believed that till I was 18. Made sense, though, for something that smells like that.
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i used to believe if u turn your backto the mirror u would trade places with your reflection and get stuck in the mirror
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in the mornings i used to beleve there were sharks that got out from under the bed and onto my floor. i leaped out of bed so the sharks didnt eat me.
My sister told me that White-Out (the Liquid Paper brand) was for when you ran out of paper and needed more. You just poured some White-Out on the table and you had a new sheet of paper.
I used to believe that tiny monsters lived inside electric wall outlets.
I believed this because I once stuck my finger in an outlet and one of the monsters bit me.
As a preschooler, I was afraid that the shower would turn on in the bathroom whenever it wanted, that my mother had to tie a washcloth over the showerhead before I would take a bath. I wasn't afraid of water and knew how to swim but I was terrified of the shower. Go figure!?
I used to believe that when you turned off the lights in your room that the little monsters under the bed would eat your feet if you didn't get into bed fast enough. I was always first into bed, the only problem is sometimes it comes back, I'm 23 now.