at home

When I was little, my brother told me that an evil knight rode around cutting off hands and feet that were out of the covers. To this day i still sleep entirely covered up... :)

i used to believe that my toys had a tunnel in my closet that led to their secret kingdom where they would escape to at night(while i was sleeping). there they would lead their own private lives, and return via the closet before i woke up.

My best friend in elementary school told me that if you put pussy willows catkins (yes, that is what they're called!) in your closet, they'd turn into kittens overnight. Hense, we stripped the neighbor's bushes (a subject of great concern at the next coffee klatsch), made little nests on the floors of our closest out of tissues, and waited. And waited. And waited...

When I was very young, I thought the woofers behind the fabric in our old stand-alone speakers of the 70's were pineapple rings.

When I was younger, I had a fascination with the light switch. I would flick the lights on and off as fast as I could until my mother got fed up and would tell me to stop. After a while of suffering through this pattern, my mom told me that if I continued, the electric company would get confused -- not knowing if we wanted our lights on or off. She claimed that they would then cut off our power. I immediately stopped my personal light show because I thought I would be the one responsible for our house not having any more electricity.

I thought that monsters lived in my bedroom walls and would come and kidnap me.

The only way I could escape them was by being very loud whenever I walked into my bedroom as they were scared by loud noises and only came out during the day as they slept at night

I used to think that all mirrors was a gateway to a different world. That's weird, isn't it. . .? Haven't you ever thought about that?

I believed that a great white shark, like the one from Jaws, swam below the carpet at the foot of my bed. For years, I slept with my legs pulled tight to my chest. This way, if he decided to jump up and devour my bed, my legs would be intact and I could run for help.

i always thought that there was a creature living under my bed that you could never see. i always said my prayers at night and would kneel down by the side of my bed, until i thought that the monster would grab you by the legs , pull you under and eat you alive! so instead of kneeling by the bed i would kneel on the bed because i was sure that it could not reach me from there...i just recently noticed that it wasn't true but i still have my doubts!!!!

When I was about 5 years old (I think), our air conditioner had a loud rattle
when it ran. My family told me that it had a jar in it, I suppose meaning that it was
jolting in the window. The more they tried to tell me it was o.k, the less o.k. it was
with me, because all I could think of was, that with all that rattling, that jar is going to
break and the glass is going to come out and fly all over and hurt anyone near
by. Finally, Dad fixed the "jar in the air conditioner". Days or weeks later, I was playing in the
garage, I saw an old peanut butter jar with some dirty water in it. Knowing of course
that dirty water dripped out of the air conditioner, I figured it was the "jar" that was
in the air conditioner. All in one piece, no less.

Whenever I left the refridgerator door open, my parents would say, "The penguins are coming," meaning that they were attracted to all of the cold air I was letting into the house. I thought they meant that penguins tried to escape from the Artic through refridgerator doors. I was terrified.

When i was little, i used to have a childrens Bible and i used to read it until one day, i saw a picture of Jesus on a cross. For some reason this really scared me and i thought that if i went to the bathroom late at nigt, i would see that picture in the mirror and then it would happen to me...pretty weird...

when i was young, i used to beleive that spiders and insects couldn't get to you at night if you kept both arms and legs on the bed all night.
even now, i don't let my legs hang over the edge.....especially in the dark

My grandmother had antimacassars on her chairs, but I thought they were just called Chair Covers. When I heard the real word for them, I thought it meant they had belonged to Auntie Macassar - mercifully I never asked who she was.

When I was about six, I used to believe there was a snake under the quilt at the bottom of my bed. I used to sleep curled up so not to kick it. My dad (not knowing about this) hid a rubber spider at the bottom of my bed on night. When I touched it with my foot, I threw it across my bedroom and screamed my head off!!!

My dad once belived, ~1937 or so, that there was an operator for electricity just as there was an operator for the telephone. So, ne day he decided to play a trick on the electricity-operator by screwing a coin into a lamp socket. Not only did it blow a fuse, but he got a bit of a shock too. Turns out the operator had a trick for him too.