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I used to believe that at night if there was a mirror facing towards the bed then something that lived on the other side of the mirror could come into your bedroom so I used to make sure that all the mirrors were not reflecting my bed in them, i don't know where i got the idea from though

I used to believe that when you flushed the toilet, the water would travel through the pipes to the shower or sink. I had been told to never flush the toilet when someone was in the shower and no one ever really told me why. So I just assumed that the person showering would be bathed in my um, excrements. oops!

My grandma had a ceramic duck in her basement, and I believed that whenever I rubbed it, a genie would come out and grant me a wish. Whenever I visited Grandma, I taunted the genie by rubbing the duck and running upstairs, only coming downstairs when I was certain he was gone. Then I realized that I was pissing him off, and then he'd try to kill me. That made it even more fun-- I'd rub the duck and sprint upstairs and try not to give myself away.

after seeing a film when people were watching someone from the otherside of a one way mirror, I thought every mirror had cameras behind it. Until a few years ago, I draped towels over the mirrors in my bathroom (im 21)

I used to belive in little elves that lived under my bed and if my feet weren´t covered they would bite my toes off. I still cannot fall asleep with my feet uncovered and I can´t wear socks since another belive made me think that if I wore socks to sleep I would get nightmares.

For about the first 7 years of my life, I thought that only boys could take showers, and girls could only take baths or else it was against the law for a girl to take a shower and a guy to take a bath... One time my father took a bath and I ran to my mom saying: "Mom, dad's taking a bath... Shhh don't call the cops."

when i was about 8 i thought people lived in the vents where the ac and heat would come out of.. so when i went to the bathroom, id take a blanket and cover me up so the people in the vent wouldnt see me. i would sit there and watch the vent hoping i would see them.. i sorta felt sorry for them sometimes so i leave food for them but they never took it so i didnt like them cuz they seemed mean.

when me and my twin sister were about 5,we had a stool underneath the sink so we could reach the sink.Somethimes we would get it out and stand on it,and one of us would turn out the light.We'd make a scary face,and then turned on the light and scare ourselves.we got 'so good at it' we stopped because we were afraid of the mirror,like our reflection would jump out and get us or something.

When I was little, I was really paranoid about fires, and in the dark everything would look grainy and I'd think my room was filling up with smoke. Loads of times I'd get up and turn the light on cos I thought something in the house was on fire

When I was little I had an inexplicable fear of the loofah (which I called a yupby) in the bathroom and my cousins would chase me round the house with it making ghost noises...whoooooooo! As if that wasn't enough my mum used to tell me that if I wasn't good the yupby would come alive at night and get me

When I was about 10 years old, I watched the first Ghostbusters movie for the first time. I believed in two strange things after that. I believed that Gozer was hiding in my closet and was waiting to pop out and kill me, and I also believed that all of the Ghostbusters were in love with me and they were fighting with each other to marry me. Please don't ask, I don't know why...

In the third grade my bike spokes were rusty so my mom bought me some Naval Jelly to solve the problem. As I thought it over I wondered if Naval Jelly was anything like elbow grease. My mom just laughed when I asked her if this was true.

When I was little, I had a fear of closets. I thought that my bedroom closet had skeletons in it who would drop stuff in my ears at night that would make me their mind-control slave.

at a house i used to live in, there was a very strange room down in the basement. it was entirely underground, and it had no lights whatsoever in it..a friend of ours came to the house, and we were showing her the basement and is like "you have an 'ooze-goggle' room!" um, this frightened me i was only a little girl and i was terrified to go down in the basement during the night because of this damn room i was convinced it had monsters in it. when my mom would make me do laundry, of course the washer and dryer were downstairs, i was hold my breath, run, put the laundry in, making sure i didn't look at the ooze-goggle room. well, if this wasn't bad enough, at halloween my mom made a very realistic looking witch (had reflecters for eyes) out of an old upright sweeper, and after halloween, she put this witch into the ooze-goggle room. i was completely unaware of this, so one night doing laundry i got a glimps of this thing in there, and ran upstairs crying, and wouldn't go in the basement, light or dark, for a week! so, those of you with ooze goggle rooms, watch out for the witches!

I used to believe that there was an alligator under my bed and if your feet get close to the edge of the bed he will pull you in. This made me scared of the dark. Now I am ten and I am still scared of the dark.

when i was about 4 or 5 my older sister and my neighbor told me my basement was a crypt filled with mummies who would kill me if i woke them up. for almost 2 years after that whenever my mom told me to feed the cats (their food dishes are in the basement) i would run to my room and start crying because i was so afraid of the mummies