at home

When I was about 10, me and my friend (also 10) started digging up my front yard (of an apartment complex). We thought that we could build an underground water slide.

When i was in preschool my teacher read us the book "Theres an aligator under my bed" Well nothing could go under my bed so i thought that an aligator lived in my closet.....my mom had to sit with me until i fell asleep for a bout 3 weeks. Boy do i feel dumb now.

I used to think that on the other side of the mirror, there was another land with the same exact people doing to same exact thing you and the other people in the world are doing. So when you look in the mirror, you are seeing yourself in another land.

When i was little my sister told me that there were leprechauns in my closet. I left her room to get a drink and came back and found she was missing, suddenly an irish accent came out of the closet. The "leprechaun" told me that he had eaten my sister and that he was going to sneak into my room that night and eat me. I ran out of her room crying and told my parents.

When I was in fourth grade, I use to imagine that if I let my hand hang down over the bed, some cute 13 year old bad boy would come out, and I would then naturally reform him into a good boy. We would fall in love and get married. I was just a little bit romantic

I used to believe that the monsters under my bed could only see shapes, not actual things. So at night I would pile a bunch of stuffed animals at one end of the bed, and they lie out as flat as possible on the other end, hoping the monsters would eat my toys and not me!

When I was little my dad told me there was a lobster in garbage disposal that choppped all the food up. I believed that for years! It kept me from sticking my hand down there though.

I was terrified to use our bathroom in the middle of the night. I was so scared I would hide underneath a blanket and creep across the floor, and then look both ways before crossing the dangerous hallway back to my room.

I used to believe that there were scorpions under my bed,and if i moved around too much they would come up the side of my bed and attack me.

i never could work out how dishwashers worked. surely all that spinning around like a washing machine would mean that you'd be continually replacing all your plates, cups etc?!

When I was little, and my mattress would start to squeak, and i thought that there were little tiny people that worked inside of my bed with hammers and that they were fixing my bed and that was what was making all of the noise. I once went downstairs late at night and i told my mom and dad that the people inside their bed must be working pretty hard to fix it because it was making alot of noise!

i once went up to my mom and asked : mom why do clothes shrink in the wardrobe? i never realsed that i actually grew.

i also though trees made the wind because they moved wen the wind blew!

My step-sister told me, recently after mom and I moved in with my step-family, that there were eyeballs under the bed and if I didn't jump out of bed, they would bite my toes off... I'm not entirely sure how eyeballs would bite...

When I was younger, I used to think that all the little particles of dust that are in the air that you can see when sun shines on them were killer bees that I had to protect my grandmother from by running and trying to swallow all of them

I used to think that there were large machines in the ceiling between the first and second floor at home. I never thought about what their purpose was, I just assumed they were there.

I used to watch a lot of Winnie the Pooh with my little sister, and in one episode, Christopher shoves all his stuff under his bed and it gets sucked down into a place where toys that were left under the bed ruled. Of course, my little sister was afraid that her toys would become evil and always insists on cleaning up underneath her bed and mine to save them. Ahhh...gotta love children.