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i used to think tht when i went for a bath tht a shark would come from some where n eat me so i used to always pull the plug n make ma mum put me n the shower!!!

— i love davidat home : bathrooms

when i was at my nans house when i was about 4 or 5, i would have a bath, then when my nan wrapped me in a towel and pulled out the plug i'd shout, 'NOOO!' and run down the stairs as fast as i could. It's because the sucking sound of my nans plughole would scare me so much, it sounded like a monster in the drains.

When I was really little, I was like 2 and I thought tthat if you snuck out of bed to go to the bathroom than the numbers in the digital clocks (I had one in the bathroom) woud pop out and "take you away" An I called it "the systen" (not a typo) I don't know where that thught came from

When I was little, I wouldn't let my blankets hang down from my bed because I thought mice lived under my bed and would crawl up my blankets into my bed. Call me crazy, but in my mind, they were even dressed like the mice in Cinderella. I also made my dad check my closet everynight because I swore there were rats living in there.

my grandfather and grandmother had an arguement and my grandpa said, "My name is on this house." Meaning that the mortage payments were in his name. I spent hours looking for his name on the house.

In the movie "Angels in the Outfield" they had this one line "they're always watching" and from this line my nighttime scare began. I believed that oncec i got into bed all the angels would come from under my bed and just float around my bed and watch me. It totally freaked me out so i use to sleep under my blankets so that they couldn't see me. That way theyed get bored with me and leave.

I used to believe every object had it's own feelings and if i dropped it it would be hurt. So if i accidently knocked something over i would have to apologise profusely to it to try and make it feel better. If i was around other people i would try and whisper "SORRY" to the item behind my hand so nobody saw...

Did anyone else think that if you were outside the covers, you were in danger, but inside, you were really safe and protected? I used to race to the toilet and back to get back into my bed! The irony!

— Mark Yardleyat home : under my bed

I used to believe that if you started at your own reflection for long enough you're reflection would turn into the devil.

I often sat at the end of my bed staring at my reflection for hours, hoping I could see this actually happen - it never did though...

I also used to believe that mirrors were the windows of a paralell universe and there was someone in this paralell universe who was a clone of you, had the same rooms in the house, same clothes, same personality. So when you went to look in the mirror, the other person would too, so you'd be able to see what you look like.

my aunt and uncle had a realy posh vase with a lid and i realy wantd 2 open it. but they told be a little man was in there sleepin and if i opened it i would waake him up and he would bite my finger off. till this day i will not go near that vase!

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i believed that when i laid down in the bath tub that knifes would come out of the ceiling and stab me to death

My older brother and I use to play hide and seek in his bedroom with the lights off.The idea was to try and find the person in dark.The thing is that i never use to be able to find my brother and the reason he gave me was he had a secret door in his wall that only he could open and thats where he use to go.I believed if for years, which caused me to spend hours sneeking into his room and trying to find this secret door.I never did.

When I was younger I used to think that when you took a shower that the water would go down the drain...and come right back down through the shower head...like a continous circle. Then I began thinking...is everything this way? Toilets, sinks, and even pools became disgusting to me...knowing that everyone was swimming in their own waste...uuhhhh.

we had this creepy old oragn in our hallway and i used to think there were giant monkeys living inside that would try to eat me if i went too close to the organ.

When you put your ear flat on a spring mattress, you can hear the springs adjusting themselves. As a kid, I automatically believed that the sound was a smiley, friendly butcher man behind the deli counter at the grocery store chopping up some ham for my mom. ?

I used to really want to see what I looked like when my eyes were looking to the side. So I'd look into the mirror and look to the side, then as fast as I could, I would look back to see if I could catch a glimpse of myself with my eyes looking the other way.

i used to believe that if i kept the closet open the monster will come and kill me and later i started believing i was a princess then i believed i was a powere puff girl... i bet you can't top these beliefs!!!

— Leen Sharafeddineat home : in my closet

When I was younger I used to believe that the mirror was really a whole different world...and the only reason I couldnt enter it was because my reflection was blocking me (everytime i put my finger to the mirror, my reflection put ITS finger to "BLOCK" me) I would try and sneak up on my reflection and push through and i would get really frustrated when i couldnt get through. In fact I think i threw the mirror and had a hissy fit one time.

When I was about four or five me and my older sister (who is two years older thatn me) believed that if you pulled the plug in the bathtub while you were taking a bath, it would pull you down with the water. So one day my sister decided to test this theory, with me as a guiny pig. She put me in the tub and moments later pulled the plug, I started crying my eyes out until all the water was gone and I realized it wasn't true.

Once my two older brothers told me that we had huge rats with rabies living in our house, and that if you stepped on the floor they'd come out and bite you and you'd get rabies and die instantly. I only walked on furniture until my parents told me the truth...

— Can't sleep, rats will eat me...at home : around the house

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