When I was little I use to think that at night, alligators would live under your bed and try to grab your ankles if you would try to hop into bed. So if i had to go to the bathroom I would jump off my bed (i had to land at least a foot away) and when I came back from the bathrooms I would jump onto my bed from the floor and I could not be to close to the bed or they would grab me & bring me to thier secret alligator world and eat me. I still get scared sometimes to this day! 8D
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I must have only been about 3 or 4 but there was a song that my mum used to sing to me about a baby that went down a plughole because it was really thin. Well...people in my family always used to comment on how thin they thought i was so whenever my mum or dad used to put me in the bath, I was terified that I would get sucked down too. As soon as they pulled out the plug and I heard that sucking noise it makes, I would get hysterical because no-one could pull me out quick enough. It still freaks me out to this day. lol
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I used to beleive that the trashcan was magical because everytime I put something in it, it dissappeared. Once i even put my shoe in it.
I used to watch "the brave little toster" all the time when i was very small. The movie scared the poop out of me everytime because at the end, all the cars get crushed by this big crushing thing, and they were all singing and trying to get away. They obviously didnt want to get killed. The worst part was when all the appliances got trapped on the conveyer belt to the crushing thing, and almost got killed.
It led me to belive that all appliances were alive, and had souls.
So one day i was in the laundry room and my dad was talking about how he was going to have to get rid of the washing machine. The only thing i could think of was saving it from being crushed to death, so i started bawling and screamed "I LOVE THAT WASHING MACHINE!!!! I LOVE THAT WASHING MACHINE"
my dad had to replace it in the middle of the night while i wasnt looking so i wouldnt get upset. I never noticed.
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I had to keep my back to the wall and face the other side because the black shadow men wouldnt get me from the wall or if I was facing them.
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when i was a kid i used to dig for gold in my backyard. my mom spray painted rocks gold and told us to dig them up and i thot i really dug up gold
When I was little, my brother and I were allowed to mix up the various toiletries and stuff that were kept under the sink to make "potions". One time I mixed Bactine and witchhazel and was convinced that I'd invented a new healing concoction that would treat all wounds, causing them to heal within a day.
I was always a fraidy cat when i was little but the thing that i was most afraid of was the bathroom i didnt understand that the pluming was different from my idea i alway thought if you went to the bathroom and flushed it would come up in the bath tub
If anything was broken in our house like the telly or the washing machine our mam would say she would 'have to get the man out' to fix it. Because repair men always came while we were at school, us kids thought it was always the same man. Years later my sister was watching television with her husband and family when the telly went wrong. Without thinking she said 'we'll have to get the man out'. After five minutes puzzled silence her husband said 'What man?' My sister had to admit she didn't know.
When i was but a wee nipper i was convienced that under my bed lived, not only monsters (that were pink and fluffy and kind of resembled Care-bears), but also two of my friends. the monsters and my friends would sneak out at night and steal my toys then very kindly replace them the next night. I suppose i wasn't really out to scare myself.
I also believed for years and years that a monster would come into my room and wouldnt hurt me if i stayed really still...!?
I used to believe that there was a person under my bed, waiting to kill me, so I always yelled "COME OUT BAD GUY!" Before I went to bed. I still do sometimes. =)
When i was younger i used to beleive that i lived in the back garden because i spent so much time out there. When anyone asked me "where do you live?" i used to always repliy "In the back garden" this happened till i was about 9!!!
When I was eight or nine, my parents went to Egypt for about two weeks. They brought me back a model of King Tut's head, which I put on my dresser. That thing scared the CRAP out of me. I was convinced that this weird King Tut guy watched my every move. I was too afraid of it to take it off the dresser, so I'd hide in my closet every time I needed to change.
when i was little, my dad told me that when i went to bed i had to push all of my hair off my face. i somehow came up with the belief that there was an alligator under my bed that wanted to brush my hair. so i always pushed my hair to the back of my head so the "alligator could brush it." i was a weird kid.
When I was little (and this only happened in my own house) if I went into the bathroom and the shower curtain was closed, I would yank it back to make sure there wasn't anyone there, waiting to kill me while I was peeing. Sad thing is, I'm 16 and I still do it.
in our kitchen we have a "work top" - a suface where food is prepared, etc. when i was a kid i would sometimes be sat on the work-top, but i used to hate it, cos when i looked down it was one hell of a drop, and i thought "if i fall off i'll die!" even to this day i feel nervous when my 20 month old niece is sat on the worktop, though there is the three of us (me, my mum and sister) keeping near to her
While in the church bathroom i shouted bloodymary, bloodymary, bloodymary and waited for that one evil lady to pop her grody head out of the urinal. It never came.
I used to believe that there was a monster under the bed, and if you let your hand hang over the side, the monster would grab it and drag you under. Nobody would hear a thing, no matter how much you screamed and cried. I think that's why I've never fallen out of bed.
my dad told me once when the power was off, and i was looking in the fridge...that, "If you keep the door open too long, and the light is off, the food will get mad at you and jump out at you." so, until i was about 11, i always asked someone else to go into the fridge to get something for me.
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I used to believe that there was a monster under my bed and if I hung my arms and/or legs out of the bed the monster would drag me off the bed and eat me!