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My sister told me when I was about four, that IF I ran over the vacuum cord while vacuuming I would be instantly electrocuted. I was PETRIFIED of the vacuum. The really sad part was that I didn't figure out the real truth until I was about 20!

I used to believe that the washing powder than my mum bought Persil or similar..... was just used by her and when I found out it wasnt i was most upset and didnt want my clothes washed again.... I smelled very bad at aged 7

I thought there was a monster that I think was called baggy bones and he would steal your bones out of your body if you let your legs or arms hang off the bed. He stole them because his bones were missing and he needed some.

I also had dreams where a demon would be floating above me and I'd wake up so terrified that it was really there that I wouldn't be able to open my eyes for what seemed like eternity, but was probably 15 minutes or so.

when i was younger i was scared of a bust statue of mozart that we had in our living room. i always thought that it was watching me. i would turn it around so that it wasnt looking at me. my sister knew it bothered me so she would turn it back around when i wasnt looking. that really freaked me out! (thanks heather)

When I was 4 or 5 years old, I always thought that there was a guy wearing a bandana who lived behind the curtain next to my bed and he would get out in my sleep and tickle me to death. Sometimes I even found him in my dreams.

when i was abot 6 i was terrified of the drain because as the last bit of water went down it would make a loud grunting noise, i thought that it was a monster that would pull me down the drain and eat me.

We used to have a creepy painting in our basement of a lady in black leaning on a railing. I Never wanted to go by the painting because her eyes would follow me and she would get me. We have now moved away from that house and the painting is still there.

In my house is a crawl space. Its a little panel on the wall by the floor. You unscrew it and go down under the house. We store old junk down there and I've never been down there, only my parents have. In the back is a huge black panther statue. I used to think I wasn't allowed down there because the Panther would eat me.

I used to believe that there were 6 fat witches living uinder my bed. i was so afraid at night that i would jump from my door to my bed in fear that if i walked to close to the bed at night the witches would pull me under the bed and savagely attack me.

I was reluctant to start school because I thought my family was the only family who used the bathroom so there wouldn't be any facilities at the school for me. My only rationale for this belief is the fact that we had some family deep in the country who had no indoor plumbing; outhouses were the norm. Just before we'd leave home to visit them, Mom would tell us to go to the bathroom because we wouldn't be able to go at our cousins' house.

When I was little my sister told me that if I hold my feet off the edge of the bed that little "hermit-midget people" would cut my feet off and bbq them. I still to this day cannot sleep with my feet off the bed.

I used to believe that at night the devil came along to steal my soul. I could only escape by wrapping the blanket right up to my neck and tucking it around my body really tightly. How the blanket managed to fend of the powers of a truly evil demon I don't know. But though I don't believe this now I still have to keep my blanket tighly around my neck even in the middle of summer much to the annoyance of my husband.

I used to believe that monsters lived in the closet and that arms of some sort would grab me from under the bed if I got up without looking. I eventually convinced my parents to buy me a bed with a pedestal so that there was NO underneath for the arms to hide!

when i was little i thought that there was a walrus that lived in the drain! so everytime i took a bath i would sit at the far end of the tub away from the drain!

my mother told us that there was a mr. wall and if we touched the walls with our dirty hands he would take her away. we did and she hid in the closet acting like he took her. we had to promise mr. wall never to get the walls dirty again.

i used to beleive that there was an alligator under my bed, and if i got out of bed at night he would bite my feet off...i have no clue where i got that idea from.