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One time we'd had something or other, and my dad asked me to put it back in the "icebox". I grew up in a more modern era and didn't know that term. I guessed it must be the freezer because the freezer was rather box-shaped, and it had ice in it(we had the kind of refrigerator most people do: with the freezer on top of the refrigerator; not the side-by-side model). Of course I wondered at the time why we would want to freeze it, but that was what my dad said, so. . .
Later my dad was looking in the REFRIGERATOR, wondering where that stuff was. He asked me where it was; I said, "I put it in the icebox, like you asked me to" and opened the FREEZER to show him. So then he had to expain archaic terminology.

A very long time ago, people used to have to buy large blocks of ice they would put in the refrigerator to keep things cool (there was no built-in cooling system in those days), so a lot of people called it the ice box.

i used to believe that under my bed was a snake...that was a stupid thing,but i was afraid also worms!Brissa,Romania

All thru my childhood I believed that there was a hippopotamus under my bed. I couldn't dangle my legs over the edge of the bed, because she would grab them and haul me under. By the time I was about 7, I imagined she had a baby boy, and if I listened real careful in the early morning, I could hear her explaining to the little one how to grab the legs of children and drag them under the bed (to eat, presumably. :^)

The mother hippo has long since gone but the son grew up as I did. I'm nearly 30, and I still keep a wall/row of boxes on my side of the bed so he can't see if I'm dangling my legs over the edge. I hope he never has children :^)

When I was a kid I had my little sister believing that their was a fairy that lived in my closet, her name was Sabrina and she flew to the grocery store on a paper airplane. The door to her house was behind the clothes but you could only see it sometimes. (Of course when my sister was looking for it was one of the times that it was not visible.) I carried on this story with her for so many years that I actually started believing it myself! More than once I found myself looking at the back of the closet wall for that door...

Did anyone see the movie "Trilogy of Terror", with the little African doll that had an evil spirit inside it & he chased the lady around the house with a huge knife? I can't think of anything that terrorized my childhood more than that movie. I was CONVINCED that he was under my bed and would stab me in the toes if I stood by the bed, so for years I stood at the bedroom door & took a running leap to the bed. Then had to stand up and reach W A Y out to catch the string to turn the light out.

I was always very afraid of being sucked down the plug hole after I'd finished having a bath.

I went to stay with my Grandmother and because it was cold at night they put an electric blanket on in my bed before I went to sleep. As it was so lovely and warm I asked my Aunt if I could keep it turned on all night. She replied that if I did that I would never see my Granny again (presumably I would get electrocuted). I spent years trying to work out why it would make me go blind.

You know how, before the advent of the duvet, the bedsheet could form a sort of 'bag' at the foot of the bed? Especially true when you're a kid and your bed's small but your sheets are grown-up sized. Anyway. I used to think that these 'bags' were occupied by lobsters. Lobsters with a taste for toes...

I used to believe that the "teeth" on the piano would bite me whenever I touched it...I hated it so much that one day i scratched a huge X and a sad face on the front of my mother's grandmothers piano from the early 1900's. I don't remember what she did to me, but the scrathces are still there!

When I was little (5-6) I asked my grandfather where the water went in over flow holes in the bathroom sink, surely joking he told me that it went to poor people. Weeks later, my mother caught me in the bathroom repeatedly filling up a paper cup and pouring in down the holes. Boy did she have it out with him when the water bill came!!!

When I was in bed and it was dark I used to be terrified whenever a spot of moonlight leaked through the curtains and shone onto the wall - I thought it was an evil eye in the wall staring at me all night

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ever since i was a little girl and my parents made me watch this stupid show called are you afraid of the dark, the episode with Zebo the clown, i've been terrified of clowns. I was terrified to leave my feet uncovered even if it meant that i'd sweat to death, it was better than having that damn clown grab me from under the bed. also, i was afraid of just looking down there and seeing him smile.. infact, that was my worst nightmare. still is

once, when my big sister was being particualy mean to me one night, i crawled under her bed and layed on my back for an hour..

she believed in monsters under her bed, and when she got in i made monster noises and kicked the matress with my feet and she ran out screaming..

Mum scolded me.. but it was worth it :P

I use to think monsters lived in the drain in my shower.
(C'mon I was little)

when I was a child I couldn't go to bed before having checked that there wasn't nobody under my bed.Now I still check but for spiders

Whenever my room was messy my mother would say, "This place looks like a cyclone struck it!" For years I thought there was such a thing as a "cyclone-strukkit".