at home

When I was a lot younger,a particular picture of my Great Grandma sat on my Mothers dresser.When I would walk in the room it would scare me so bad as I thought she was watching me from the picture,she had passed away many years before I was born.You couldn't convince me in any way that she wasn't going to come and walk towards me out of the picture.So in my young mind I thought if I laid the picture down on its glass that Grandma Stevens was trapped under the glass,and so for years my Mother had to set this picture back upright and never knew I was the culprit.I always wondered what my Mother thought about the mysterious picture lying face down,but I never asked her.

When I was younger I used to think there were monsters under all the funiture at my home.When I went to my own bed I would climb and never touch the ground,I was sure they'd crab me and pull under the bed.Sometimes I still am

I used to think that you would get sucked down the plughole after having a bath and would be carried away to a poo factory with the rest of the waste water from the bathroom.

When I was small we used to have a huge, damp basement beneath the house.
Our central heating system was in the basement and it used to snort and grumble.
Unfortunately our spare freezer was also downstairs. To reach the basement we had
to climb down 19 steps. There was a light switch at the top and bottom of the stairs.
Climbing down the stairs posed no problem as I could turn on the lights as I went.
The trip to the freezer to bring out bread or ice-cream was a nightmare. The freezer was
big enough for a child to fall into. I had to stand on a stool to reach the food inside.
Then I had to turn off the downstairs light ,leaving the dark empty basement at my back,
and the cetnral heating system glowing like a devil's eye in the corner. I had to sprint as fast
as I could up the stairs to the top to turn off the upstairs light. I was always convinced that if I looked back over my
shoulder while climbing the stairs I would see the devil in the boiler reaching out to catch my ankle as I ran.

Whn I was little I would sleep without any cover on me..so I would often get sick.One day I saw that my mom had a little cut at her leg.When I asked her what happened she said that "The Old Lady" cut her.So I found out that if you sleep with your feet not covered, an old lady will come and cut your fingers with a razor.Today,I can't sleep without something to cover my toes.

Growing up watching Disney, I used to have a sneaking belief that the inanimate things around me really were alive. I used to apologize to things I'd bumped or kicked accidentally. "The Brave Little Toaster" was the worst. To this day I feel guilty when I throw out an appliance!

I used to beleive that if sat near the drain in the bathtub, there was a good
chance you were going to get sucked down
the drain by the DRAIN MONSTER, when the water was let out of the tub.

I used to believe that there was a guy in the fridge and turn the light on when you open the door.

Sometimes, at night, since my vision was fuzzy from the dark, it would make all the cat pictures on my wall look like they were moving. This lead me to believe that once I fell asleep, they would jump out of the pictures and prowl my room until morning, when they'd go back to a lifeless existance in the square, framed "holes" in my wall. In fact, they still look like they move, but I know it's just an optical illusion from the lack of light.

I convinced my sister that the city water turn-off valves underneath a metal plate in my grandmother's yard were places for the water man to collect on my grandma's bill and I even got my sis to put some change down there to help my maw-maw with the bill. Problem was, I eventually convinced myself it was true as well...

When I was a little kid, my Grandmother had this huge old furnace in the basement. It was probably 70 years old, having been used to burn wood, then coal and then converted to gas. Well, this furnace was very big and had several big and rusted pipes coming out of it. It had a grill on the front (for loading the wood and coal) and when it got hot, the grill would glow red. My brothers and I were sure that the furnace was a monster and the grill was it's mouth.
To this day, I am nervous about going in to the furnace room, even though the furnace was replaced in the '70's.

When I was young, I just knew that there was some sort of monster under my bed. I am not sure what sort of beasty it was but I KNOW that it was there. I could not sleep if my feet or arms hung over the sides of the bed. If I did, 'it' would get me. Even now, decades later, I cannot bring myself to drop an arm over the side of the bed... just in case.

When I was young, I used to beleive that ghost/monster really exist.I had a big closet facing to my bed. Every night i was afraid to turn off the light, because i felt like there's an eyes watching me....

I use to believe that monsters lived under my bed. If I put a foot down they would grab it... what else would happen I don't know.... so I would have to jump from the edge of my bed to the throw rug by the door.... They were only there at night. So if I had to go to the bathroom it was a real adventure.

I used to believe…

That when you moved house, you wanted to change the neighbourhood, not the house. A big truck would come and give your house an injection, then pick up the house (with you and all your stuff inside) and take it to wherever you wanted to live next.

when i was a child, i had the greatest fear of getting grounded by my parents. and with reason, seeing as how i truly belived that when kid got grounded, they were buried in the ground for the duration of their punishment. when a friend of mine was grounded, i vividly remember asking my mother if it hurt. she laughed, which confused me throuroughly.