at home

I grew up in a suburb about twenty miles from the Pittsburgh Zoo. As a child I was deathly afraid that a lion or tiger would escape from the zoo, jump through my second story bedroom window at night, and land on me as I lay in bed.

It never occurred to me how illogical it was to worry that a wild animal would make a bee-line for a little kid's house, twenty miles away, and feel the need to leap twenty feet or so into the air and right through his bedroom window.

Fortunatetly, all was not hopeless. If I just kept myself covered, even with just a sheet, then the big cat couldn't hurt me.

For fourteen years I shared a room with my sister. We had bunk beds. I slept on the top bunk. There was a ladder that I would climb up to get onto my bed, and when I was little, I used to have to climb as fast as I could because I thought my sister would morph into a monster and grab my legs.

My mom called the dust under my bed kitties i believed there was kitties living under my bed.

I used to beleive that you couldn't drink water from the bathroom, be it the sink or the shower, because after all, it WAS from the BATHROOM....

when i was about 4 my brother told me there was a little man in the fridge who turned the light on and off.he also told me there was one in the tv too.he said if i was quick enough i could catch him in the act.boy they must be quick cause im 35 now and still have'nt caught them yet.

When I was tiny I had a massive phobia of crocodiles. I even had some strange idea that they could swim all over the world and sneak into baths. For a while after that I was petrified of jumping into a bath incase a crocodile jumped up and ate me!

When I was about 4, I was frightened of a pillow case with weird looking flowers on it, the flowers looked like little aliens...

I was special.....

When I was younger, I wa scared to death to get out of bed during the night because I thought gravity turned off with the sun and you would just float away. I always made sure to go to the bathroom before bed.

I used to believe(6) that a nail in my bedroom wall,that had been painted but still had a piece of string hanging on it, would kill me if I ever touched it. We eventually moved house, but, would you believe there was another nail on the wall looking just as creepy. I never touched either.

When we were young, my brother and I beleived that the vacuum cleaner must get terribly thirsty because of all the dust it picked up. We sucked up a pint of coke to quench it's thirst. Our mum wasn't impressed next time she tried to clean...

I dug a hole in my backyard as a kid and found some shards of old broken dishware. I honestly believed that this is what people meant when they spoke of "digging a hole to China" and assumed I had done so.

I have never got over the childhood habit of giving personalities and emotions to inanimate objects...I feel really sorry for cars on scrap heaps, bald Christmas trees that nobody wants, etc...just typing this made me want to cry!!

When I was a kid, I used to think that "wall to wall carpeting" meant that a room had carpet everywhere - on the floor, the walls, and the ceiling.

I always wanted to see a room with wall to wall shag carpeting.

i used to believe if i remained in the tub when my mom pulled the plug i would go down the drain with the water. (i didn't like escalators either)

I used to believe that if you were up at midnight then freddie crugar and other evil things would come and make you go to bed!!!!!

when I was little in my room I had a blue carpet and when I had scarey dreames I would want to go to my mom & dad but I was afraid that their was sharks floating around my bed so I was afraid to go to my mom & dad