at home

When I was a kid I used to believe that I had to the count of 10 to turn off the light and make it to my bed to get under the covers or a monster from under the bed would get me. Of course it was MY ten-count and I always made it!

I used to believe I could hide in the walls as there was this secretive passage coming from the basement and that would be a great hiding o seek place to hide but I would end up underneath the stairs, there used to be a storage room there as I couldn't find where that secretive path was, lol But then the next time we'd play, I'd still try to find it.

I used to believe that I had elves and pixies living under my bed, and that they would only come out at night and that they would only talk to me. I was absolutely convinced and thought that the reason that I couldn't actually remember talking to them the next morning was that they must have brainwashed me (kind of Men In Black-style) so that I couldn't tell anyone about them.

I used to believe that after i went to bed and the lights were out, i couldnt stick any part of my body over the side of the bed because the Windigo monster would grab me and drag me by my hair until my feet burned off. creepy.

When i was little i used to think there was a warewolf living under my bed and that if i came within reach, it would grab me and pull me under the bed and down into a hole in the floor to his creepy underground cave. So at bedtime i would stand at the door and cling onto the door frame, shimmy my way up and jump from there onto my bed. Even when my parents came out to check for monsters under there, i always just believed they were plotting with the warewolf and tried to trick me into walking close to the bed. Thankfully, i was too clever to believe them.

I used to believe that there was an actual monster in my dryer stealing all the mismatched socks. It was a front-loading dryer, and I reasoned that there must be some kind of door at the back. It actually gave me nightmares for a while! The weirdest part is, I don't remeber anyone ever telling me that there was a monster that stole socks, although I heard people joke about it later on in life.

I used to be scared of the dark after playing a Nancy Drew computer game, and I have an active imagination, also. I usually go to bed late and have to turn all the lights off. One time, it was completely dark and I looked down the hallway to my parent's room. I could've sworn I saw a figure wearing a black cape with a hood, creeping down the hallway. I ran to my room and locked my door and haven't looked down that hallway at night since.

i used to believe the i could go into sailor moons world through my closet so i would stand in my closet with my eyes closed poking the so call portal i also slamed into it to test the ''portal'' acually that was a month ago im ten

I grew up in an area with no gardens. I thought that everyone who had a garden was very rich. I also thought that people kept chickens and lambs and other farmyard animals. I thought all back gardens would be the size of farms.

I used to believe if you leave the toothpaste tube open a big green slimey monster would come out, like on that old toothpaste comircle.Silly me!Ha,Ha,Ha!!!

when i was younger, my mom used to run her finger under the water coming out of the faucet to see how hot/cold it was. since she was usually trying to get it hot, i thought that the water could only get hot if you ran your fingers under it. my mom and friend thought it was hilarious when i started running my fingers under the water one day when we were cooking, and i said something like, "im going to make it hotter for you, mom." they laughed, to say the least.

I used to believe that if u didnt tuck ur bedding under ur feet adn around ur body really tight a crocodile would come and bite of ur toes

When I was younger I saw the movie "Jaws" and for a time believed that there was a shark living behind the couches in our living room, and so on Saturday morning during cartoons I'd have to jump from couch to couch to the doorway to leave. I also have a fear of leaving my feet uncovered while I sleep, at least in my own bed, no matter where I live and no matter how hot it is, my feet have to be covered. I can't think of any basis for this "habit" of mine.

In order to make me more careful when using the kettle, my mum told me that if the water didn't cover the pipes in the bottom, or went over the 'full' mark, or the outside was wet - the kettle would explode
I was terrified of boiling the kettle and used to spend half an hour double checking all these things, then flick the switch and run out of the kitchen with my hands over my head just in case

When I was 5 my sister told me that there were evil potatoes under my bed, and that they would pull me down there and turn me into a potatoe with their shrink rays. So I was so scared of being turned into a potatoe that every night I curled into a ball and slept in the middle of my bed.

I believed my brother was the smartest person in the world for some unknown reason. Once he told me, when i was 4, that if i jumped on my mother's prized glass coffee table long enough that in would turn into a magic trampolene. I convinced my cousin (same age) to jump with me. We jumped, but sadly did not bounce. The table shattered into pieces, but strangely enough we didnt get hurt. My brother was nowhere to be found and who ever believes a 4 year old....