I believed in monsters under the bed and in the closet. When I was 4 or 5, I grew very tired of this fear- so I decided that the monsters under my bed were actually friendly (by my fiat)and protected me from all the other night terrors. When I needed to get up for water or to pee, they would form a sort of invisible 'honor guard', slithering along in the shadows and dark to protect me. After I decided this was how things 'really' were, I always relished walking in the dark and shadows whether I was inside or out.
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My mom,when she was very small,got angry at her family and went under their house and planted a peach seed so it would grow up and turn over the house.
Later,she got over being mad and spent a great deal of time under that house trying to find that seed .She never could find it and she had nightmares about the house turning over.
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When I was young I was told that I should have some clothes on when I had a bath.
My mother said, if I didn't my guardian angel would run away.
after seeing "Jaws" i used to believe that at any random time, a giant shark would start coming after me when i was standing on carpet. eg the fin would be above the carpet, but the shark would swim underneath.
I used to believe that a monster would crawl out of the bath tub and eat me
Once when I was about 5 I had to pee but my dad was in the shower. My mum let me in the bathroom to use the toilet, but warned me not to flush (because that would affect the temp of the shower) That led to me believing that the pipes in the house were connected so that if you flushed the toilet while someone was in the shower, then toilet water would rain down on them!
I used to believe in a 'mirror world' like Dana did in her post on this topic. I too used to spend a lot of time gazing into what i thought was an 'alter world' where things LOOK the same, but arent quite the same....and i'd try to look round 'the corner' of the mirror, hoping to see something different inside the 'other Joanne's' bedroom.
When my grandma used to babysit my cousin she would put her in the bath and just every once in awhile holler in "Becca..." What???" "Just checkin'"
Okay so one day when my grandma was in the bathroom Becca hollered in "Grammy....piece of chicken."
When I was 5, I believed I had to pretend I was asleep as soon as I got in bed because a monster (bigfoot like) would come around to check. If he saw you awake through the window, he'd attack you. I could even hear the footsteps on the leaves outside of the bedroom. I later discovered this was the sound of my heartbeat in my ear against the pillow.
I used to believe that if I put a mouse trap under my bed it would trap the monsters I just knew were there. The only thing it ever caught was the edges of my blankets
When I was around 13 or so my parents build a new (our first own) house. Before we lived in a kind of appartment. The house has a basement and there's an empty space under the stairs. Whenever I had to go down there at night to get something I would (after getting the item) run back up the stairs as fast as i could. I thought there would be monsters following me... Now I'm 17 and still a bit afraid of that basement...
When we were little I told my sister that if you pulled the plug out of the drain in the bathtub and you were still in there you would go down too. Then I would pull the plug to hear her scream!
I used to believe that monsters lived in our basement (didn't everyone?); When my mom would send me downstairs to get something from the freezer or the pantry, I was convinced I could be protected from the creatures by singing church songs.
I used to believe that when shampoo or conditioner had "extra body" written on it. It meant that u could put it on your body as a sort of body wash. Needless to say our family ran out of shampoo and conditioner very very quickly!!
When I was little, my younger sister had a dream about a giant,child-eating, rainbow-haired baby with razor sharp teeth called the Yum-Yum boy. We believed that it lived in our older brother's closet and that if we flushed the toilet, it would wake up and get us. Because of this, we used to go to the bathroom together (so as not to have to flush twice) and get ready to sprint down the stairs once the handle was depressed.
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I thought an antimacassar was something that blew up macassars, which I assumed was something vaguely low class that rich people who had antimacassars hated.
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I used to believe if I fell asleep with my arm hanging off the edge of the bed,
a tiger would come along and eat it.
I used to believe that before I went to bed at night I had to cover up anything in my room that was red, or the devil would get me. Also I thought all my dolls could see me at night so I would cover their heads and put them in the back of the closet.
When I was little, I used to think the basemet was a scary, bad place (because it was dark all the time). And in our house, you could see into the basement through a glass paned door. Well, I used to think our dead poodle alex lived down there...because he was a mean dog. I would never go down there unless some would stand at the top of the stairs and sing "I'm a little teapot" for me. I didn't want our dead "evil" dog alex to get me.
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I believed that underneath my bathtub was a huge cavernous world of water inhabited by small gnomes in row boats.