at home

Ever since I was little, I would always look over my shoulder coming from the bathroom because I didn't kow if someone was behind me. I would make to sure to get to my bedroom as fast as I could. I would also open & close the door to my bedroom just enough so that I would be the only person to be able to fit in my room. I am 18 and sometimes I still feel that thing were you know someone is looking at you. Very scary....

For some unknown reason, my (normally kind and loving) Granny told me that if I looked in the mirror too much I'd see the Devil standing behind me. Consequently I was absolutely terrified of looking into mirrors in empty rooms, or of even passing by mirrors at night, just in case. To this day I have a residual uneasiness about looking in a mirror at night.

When I was about 4 yrs old my older brother told me that behind the furnace in our basement there was the land of Smurfs. I always wanted to go but was too scared because the furnace made so much noise. One time he went behind the furnace and came out with a yellow Kleenex in his hand. He told me it was Smurfette's hair and I completely believed him and was so jealous.

In order to get out of doing dishes I told my brother that I had secretly been keeping a record of who had done dishes and when, and that he was sorely behind. I got away with not doing dishes for two weeks before he decides he wanted to see the "secret record."

I used to believe that there were monsters that lived under my bed. they were brown and looked like Grover from Seasame Street. I was so scared that I would run and jump on to the bed so they wouldn't grab me. Some nights I would not even get up to go to the bathroom because I was afraid they would get me. Sometimes I didn't flush the tiolet so that way if they came to get me my parents would hear my screams

Growing up in a Korean household with my Mom's superstitions, we were led to believe that if you left the broom standing bristles up, it would turn into a man and he'd come kill you in the midde of the night! Yeah, my brother and I checked on our broom several times a night...just to be sure!

i used to believe that at night if you looked into a mirror to long that a dead person would apear in the mirror.

until i looked in to the mirror one night and did not see a dead man!?

I convinced my mom to let me see "The Silence of the Lambs" when I was 12 and I wouldn't go into the basement for three months afterward.

My brother still swears it's "The Silence of the Yams" because yams are silent and lambs aren't.

This isn't technically UNDER my bed, but...for quite a few years, I believed that if I didn't have my arms under the bedcovers, the KGB would break into the house and cut my arms off. (Why the KGB? My family listened to lots of religious radio shows, and one of them was about little Soviet children and their families who were being persecuted for their faith. Thanks a lot.)

I used to believe that the fluorescent light in the kitchen couldn't just be turned on with a switch. You also had to blow on it. You had to blow pretty hard (by then of course the light would finally come on). I was about 3 and had to jump pretty high to make it work.

I took everything literally. When my mom mentioned she was going to "clean the lintcatcher", I pictured a butterfly net she must have used to run around the house with to catch lint. I wondered why I never saw it.

My neice and nephew are very close in age to me. We were convinced when we were little that there was a monster under our beds called a 'toe biter' that would bite our feet if we let them hang over the edge. To this day I'm uncomfortable letting my feet hang over the edge of the bed.

I'm 25 years old, and it's only a year ago since I found out what a wall-to-wall-rug really was. I had heard people talking about having them, but they could never prove it to me when I visited these people. I could see rugs on the floor, but where were the rugs on the walls!? I thought it meant having rugs on all the walls in a room meeting in the corners. Finally, last year someone told me that a wall-to-wall-rug meant a rug covering the entire floor. Silly me.

I have three daughters, 4, 6 and 7. They always put there dirty clothes in the laundry basket in our room. They usually have to be nosey and then I have to tell them to get out of our bedroom. I tell the girls that my bedroom is the Kingdom and they live in the village not the Kingdom and since I am the King I am also the warden so get out of my room. . So my 5 year old goes to school for show and tell and tells the class that she is a peasant that lives in the village and that the King is an evil warden.

Silly Kids...where do they come up with this stuff!

I didn't understand that selling your home was something you shose to do...I believed that anyone who wanted to buy your house could just come to your door and say so, and then you'd have to move. Until I was about 5 or 6 I lived in constant fear that we'd be forced out of our house.

I really did believe that you would go to jail if you removed the tag from the mattress because my father told me so! So I carefully destroyed the evidence when I accidently pulled the tag off. The name below has been changed to protect the guilty.

I believed that after the lights were turned out there were monsters under my bed. None of the bedding could hang over the side of the bed because the monsters could grab hold and climb up into my bed. And if I got up in the middle of the night, when I went back to bed I would take a flying leap to get into the bed before the monsters could grab me (I was never awake enough to worry about it on the way to the bathroom).