When I learned about mobile homes, I wanted one so bad! When I was like 6 I decided that the coolest thing ever would be to grow up and live in a mobile home in your parents driveway. Now that's about the worst thing I can imagine!
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I use to believe that when it got dark little boys from my elementary school would try to peek at me from my window. So whenever it was dark, id run into my room, hide under the window and clothes the curtains shut! I was scared they would see me.
When I was little, I was deathly afraid of the skeleton men who lived in our basement. I believed that if any noise was made that they would come up and eat whomever was awake. I would stand at the toile for forever trying to get up the courage to flush the toilet (which would make a huge noise in the basement, due to the old pipes) and run to my bed, pretending to be asleep. So many times I was so afraid that I swear I should have had a heart attack. My family thinks it's funny and tells people that I was afraid of the toilet, and not the evil men in the basement. Over-active immagination? You bet!
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My grandmother always called her fridge the "fridgadair" (the brand), but I always thought she was saying the "fridge-a-there".
I was messing around in my mum's room one day, when I found a calculator. I thought it was absolutely incredible, and used it as a makeshift Ouija board for a while. I would ask it something like, "Will I ever get married?" and would just pound the keyboard, until a few numbers showed up, and I would "dechipher" their meaning. It wasn't until like, third grade when I finally figured it out.
When I was little, I asked my mom what the hole at the top of the bathroom sink was. (the overflow protection drain hole)
She told me that was for the water company to watch to make sure I wasn't using too much water. Sounded true to me at the time!
When my brother and I were kids we would get sent to the old basement to retrieve drinks and pop for everyone while visiting our Grandparents. We were convinced horrible monsters lay in wait in the long dark storage room next to recreation room. The drill was to turn on all the lights and slowly walk to the far end of the room, showing no fear because they would come for. Get what you came for and walk back past the two black gaping doorways. You knew they were going to get you if you showed fear and ran for the stairs so you walked up the first couple steps, then spun around a hit the lights and ran for the top...slamming the door and hitting the lock. (Why turn off the lights? Well, who wanted to be told to go back down there to turn them off!)
Funny tho, we never refused to go down. I do remember an expedition with all my cousins one summer to root out those monsters. Seven little kids with golf clubs, bats and flashlights trying to root them out together. Them or us we figured :)
I used to think that the sewers were a big pipe that is open on the top so you can see inside and there were these men in orange suits on each side of the tube who would sort the poop and pee from each other and they would go seperate ways!
Whan i was like 5 my mom was mad at me for hanging on this metal bar that ran wall to wall above my dresser. She told me that if i hung on it one more time that lava would come out of it and we would all die. I believed her like the idiot i was.
I used to believe that sharks swam up the plug hole when the plug was pulled outand would eat you if you did not get out of the bath before all the water went down the plug hole. It certainly made me jump out!!
This is about my brother: My brother believes that on the other side of the cellar, there's a 'Clean-Up' monster that tells you if the cellar is neat or not. Me and my brother clean up the whole cellar, hide under the table, then, go to this stuffed-animal deer to find out what the monster said. It's a pretty fun game too!
When I was young I shared a bedroom with my brother; his bed was on one side of the room and mine on the other. I used to beleive that there was a wolf (like in the three little pigs)under my bed and a wolf under his bed. The wolves each had a walkie-talkie and would radio to each other and report to each other what my brother and I were doing. What a wild imagination I had, but then again, didn't we all?
One night I kept getting out of bed so my mom came up and said that she let invisible aligators out on my floor all around my room so if I got out of bed they would eat me, but not her because she trained them. I believed her!
I was scared out of my wits and after that I never got out of bed untill morning(when she said she took them back to her).
One night I asked her to stop letting them out in my room, and all she said was, "You believed that?Oh,honey,I'm so sorry".
I got very confused by the expression "... rings a bell" when adults were talking and one said "the name John Smith rings a bell" or similar. I thought this mean my parents knew what John Smith's front door bell sounded like!
At my grandma's house there is an old, large photograph framed and hangin on the wall. My causin told me that if I so much as touched the frame, the whole thing would crumble into dust. To this day, I won't touch it!
when i was 12 my dad said i didn't do such a great job cleaning the bathroom, and next time i should use some elbow grease
from that point on i would search high and low for the elbow grease in our cabinets, but never did find it
when i finally asked him to buy some more, he of coarse had a look on his face of disbelief, and in that i was never assigned that job again
Well.. Kids are usually afraid of monsters under the bed, but in my case it was a vampire in my closet.
I watched the movie MONSTER SQUAD as a kid, and that's where I got the idea.
He was there every night. I had to sleep with my back to the closet. I was afraid that if the vampire knew that I knew he was there, he would kill me. (I guess it was just his hideout!)
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When I was little I thought that if you didn't cover your feet at night that a monster would grab your feet from under your bed.
i used to believe that,like in the line of
the song"yesterday""all my troubles seemed so far away,now it looks as though they're
here to stay"i thought that your troubles
would stay at your home in physical form.
When I was little, at night when I was in bed, I was afraid to drape a body part over the edge of my bed. I was afraid that something scary would reach out and grab me.