at home

I have 2 older sisters and when i was young, i used to be able to hear them walking aroung outside my door. I used to think they were aliens (i blame the movie Mars Attack for that!) and whenever they went past i would pretend to be dead so they wouldn't zap me with their death ray.
Some nights my mum would come in to put away my clothes or something like that(when she thought i was asleep) and i would hold my breath for around 2 mins so the alien couldn't hear me.
One night i let out my breath with a long "paaaaaaah" sound and she came over to look at me. I screamed and ran out the door.

when i was 5 at my house to start a fire all you have to do was stick a key thing in the igniter and the fire would start. Well that year we went camping in the woods(i brought the key with us) and when it got time to start the fire i asked my dad, "dad where do you put the key." and held it up to him!!

i used to believe that our ansering machine was the washing machine and that it could talk

i used to believe if you stuck a crystal ball in a frreezer then wished for a sundae it would be there the next morning in place of the crystal

(note my mom used to have a ball made out of glass with gell in it but it looked crystal to me back then!)

Up to when I was about 10 years old, I was afraid to fall asleep because I thought that the man with the yellow hat from Curious George would kidnap me.

when i was little, i used to think that if i didn't run to my bed, imaginay sharks would come and eat me.

I had four strange beliefs.

1. I believed that Tyrannosaurus Rex lived in my mom's bathroom's linen closet. He would come out to eat me if I ever said his name. If I ever had to talk about him, therefore, I had to whisper either 'tyrannosaurus' and say 'rex' normally or say 'tyrannosaurus' normally and whisper 'rex'. That way, he would not know I was talking about him, and I would be safe.

2. I believed that three rhinos marched around my bed in continuous circles at night and would pierce me to death with their horns if I moved. If I remained still under the sheets, I was safe.

3. The Kermit with the axe entry on this site fascinated me since I also had a belief involving a violent Sesame Street muppet. I believed that Ernie lived under my pillow and if I peeked under my pillow to see him, he would grab me by the neck and strangle me to death. It was an especially odd belief since he was one of my favorite characters on the show...

4. Finally, I believed that Bill Cosby lived in my bedroom wall. I would talk to him and he would not answer but I knew he was listening. That only lasted a couple of days because my parents found me leaning against my wall talking to him and told me that he did not need to rent space in our walls because he had a nice house in California, a state on the other side of the country.

When I was really little, about 2-5 I didn't like taking baths because I thought I was going to go down the drain. If my mom pulled the drain I'd jump out quickly because I didn't want to get sucked in.

I used to believe that the No Clothes Monster lived under my bed (he looked sort of like Gollum from Lord of the Rings). If I ever stood completely naked in my room, he would get me. So when I changed my underwear I was very careful to keep one leg in the old pair until I got a new pair on. I probably did this until I was twelve or so.

I used to be very afriad of our front door. i thought it looked like a face i guess, because the windows looked like eyes and a nose or something. i would cry or be soooo scared when i walked by, usually when it was darker. but was ok after because my mom made this big red smiling mouth out of construction paper and put it beneath the windows on the door to make it a smiling face. she then called the door "Doris the Door" to make me feel better. i don't know how but it worked!!!

i used to belive that when you moved in to a new house the people who used to live there moved into your house.

I used to be terrified that when i was asleep someone would come and sew my duvet to the mattress and i would be trapped forever.......

I used to believe that if i turned the light off, and spent too much time dawdling to get to my bed, or if i spent too much time under my bed, spiders would come and rip my legs off (this was AFTER i'd watched the movie Arachnophobia)

when i was 15 we always had a mailbox on the side of my house and we would reach out the door to get the mail. but when a nehighbor down the street tried to sick their dog on the mail man they made us put mailboxes at the end of our property. one day my mom told me to go get the mail and i looked out the window and said "the flags not up!" she looked at me in disbelief and busted out luaghing, i had no idea why. later after they told me that the flag was not up to alert to that the mail was their but to tell the mailman that there was mail going out. im still tuanted about it to this day especialy since i was so old and all my friends joke around an tell me to go get the mail and then say o wait the flags not up! haha

I used to believe that a community of gnomes lived in our walls, I could even imagine that I would hear them whispering once in a while. I wasn't scared of them, I would talk to this one small hole in the wall and I would even leave food there on little Barbie plates for them to eat. Right.

When i was little I used to believe that the bristles on my toothbrush had big scary mouths that ate the plaque off your teeth. So then i was afraid that the bistles would eat my tounge. So i was always afraid to ever brush my teeth which might explain my mouth fungus......HAHA! jk.