at home

i used to believe that behind the closet door that we had a mounted deer head on was the rest of its body, but i was always too afraid to open the door and look for his missing half.

When my brother and I were children, my mom used to bathe us together. When she would leave us in the tub, we would lie down and pretend we were french fries frying in oil. LOL!!

If I woke in the night I'd think there was a witch under my bed. I felt I had to feed her or she'd get me, so I'd pick my nose and drop it to her, or I'd comb my hair with my fingers and if any got pulled out I'd drop the hairs down to her. Then I'd fall back to sleep!

After watching a Care Bears movie which I can hardly remember now, I remember fearing that some hand would grab me and pull me under the bed into some void if I hung an arm or leg over the edge.

my brother use to tell me crazy stuff when i was younger. he is the cause of most of my adult fears. I still can't stand near a microwave when it's on because i know the radiation might leak out and make my head explode.

All of my childhood, I grew up on a farm in Saskatchewa, Canada. We had a dug-out which is kind of a large man- made pond for our water supply. My parents would tell my brother and I, not to go near the dug-out or else the monster would come and grab my brother and I and suck us into the water. Everytime I would get near the dug-out I would cry. I then would tell all my friends at school about the monster and they would tell me is wasn't true. I would then tell them, they were wrong cause they lived in the city, they didnt know anything about wildlife.

My sister would always tell me that the pink stuff that you put in the walls was poisonous. So if someone ever touched it, they would get this horrible disease and spread it to others if they went near them. But everyone that got the disease would die immediately.

I got afraid that characters from movies, would break into my bathroom while I was in the shower, and kill me. So I showered with the curtain half open. Every morning I'd have to clean up all the water on the floor.

I was terrified that if I sat on the edge of my bed, a hand from underneath would snatch out and grab my ankle. I used to leap to safety in the morning.

To this day I sleep in a captain's bed.

My house was pretty old, and we got a lot of those noises you hear in older houses. My friend was sleeping over one night, and she told me that there were rabbits in my air conditioning tubes (or whatever a.c. goes through) and that is what made those noises. I believed this until I was 9, and I fell off a chair when I looking through the slats in a vent trying to see the rabbits. I really wasn't the brightest kid around.

My little sister used to believe that transformer land was in our bedroom cupboard and that if you went in there at night you wouldn't be able to get back out again. She also believed there was a hippo under her bed. I can't imagine where she got that idea from...

When I was little and wore them little night gown things to bed I used to think that a guy came around to check if they were down all the way. If they weren't he did something I don't quite remember what though..... Let's just say I always made sure it was down! Talk about paranoia!

I used to wash my hands with Palmolive soap, interpreting the brand name as "Palm-o-live", assuming that their somewhat dubious marketing angle was that the soap would make your palms feel more "alive".

I used to believe that when you moved house, you also obtained all the possessions in that house, and the people who moved into your old house got your possessions and so on. I remember thinking how lucky it was that my cousins had moved into a house that had toys in it rather than that it was a house belonging to people with no children.

When I was little I used to believe there were evil penguins living under my bed who would attack me if i got out at night. So whenever I had to use the bathroom I would run across my bed, jump into the hall (the door was at the foot of my bed) and run all the way to the bathroom. I have no idea where I got that idea from till this day.

when i was little, my ad told me that if i breathed in the air from the trashcan that i would turn into a mutant. so whenever i had to take it out i would throw a fit. I didn't even figure out that it was a cruel joke till last summer!

When I was little, we used to keep a spare key in a freezer we had in the garage. My mom would tell me to put it back right after I opened the door. I used to think that was because the key would melt in the keyhole, so I would always put the key back right away. I didn't figure out that it was to hide it from burglars until I was about ten.