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I used to believe that everytime i switched on and off the lights very fast it would cost a dollar. when I was mad at my parents, I would go into my room and switch on and off the lights, and think I was getting justice by costing them all this money.

I would throw food down this never ending pipe and I belived it was iting the food.

When i was year 3 ( Im from uk) all the old children said about this curse called ( white ladies curse. They said if you put your hands on the mirror and say 5 times White Lady,White Lady i got your white lady and ghost would come out of the mirrors and chase your and the next day you would have scars and cuts and bruises. So i tried it and got a lil mark and for about 3months i was scared to use the toilet and look at the mirror.

When i was little i thought if i left my toes,hands,feet anything hangin out of my bed that scream on the texas chainsaw massacre of the horror would come and chop my feet off.Even thought i know its not true now im still terrified of leaving my feet out. Yeah also because my cat attacks my feet LOL

I used to truly believe that my reflections were me, in another dimension! whenever my mom would take me shopping, when she would try something on, I'd go to that fold-up mirror and have conversations with the endless reflections/clones. I used to get mad at them for copying me. I would hold 'group meetings' as much as possible...

When I was about 4, my older brother and sister were talking in the kitchen and watching TV. We heard the door bell ring and leaving me behind they both ran up the stairs to my parents room. As quickly as I could I followed them and joined them in the room. All we did was sit there while they talked. I believed from then on until I was a little older that if the doorbell rang and you weren't going to get it, you better run and hide cause it's every man for himself. I always wondered who had rang the doorbell, at the time I figured it was a monster.

Up until I was about 15 I thought there was someone in the mirrors at my house watching every move. So, when I would get undressed and have to walk by a mirror I would cover myself and sprint by it or crawl underneath it. I would even go as far as duct taping a towel to the mirror.

When I was little, my grandpa told me this little man called a yahootie lived in the fridge and turned the light on and off when we shut or opened the door. I spent hours just pulling the door a crack open or not quite shutting it, in hopes of catching a glimpse of the little bugger running to turn the light off or on.

My mother used to tell me not to leave the bathroom light on at night and leave the room, as it would burn the house down. (and might also make her get out of bed to turn it off herself, whichever works.) I never told her because i didn't want her to feel dumb, but we would have all been safe. We slept in waterbeds.

when i was little i was so afraid of my grandma's bathroom window it was close to a hill with a bunch of really tall pine trees and that reminded me about Jurassic park and i was deathly afraid of dinosaurs so i always thought that a big t-rex was going to come crashing through the trees and eat me.

I used to believe that if I didnt hurry and get into my bedsheets at night, there would be a huge scary wolf that would reach out and grab my feet and eat me. How dumb am I ?? haha

when I was laying on my pillow at night with my eyes open, naturally I would hear little scratching like noises because I would blink and my eyelashes rubbed on the pillow to make a noise. I thought that it was a man on the other side of my pillow writing something.

my closet used to be full of so many things when i was younger. So because of this i never really saw the wall at the back of my closet. I would believe that if i ever made it to that wall, i would find a door that could transport me where ever i wanted. Sadly, that was disproved when one rainy day i made it to the wall..

When I was about 4/5, I used to believe that there were crocodiles living under my bed, and the only way I would be safe from them eating my feet would be if I was wearing odd socks. I would scream if my parents tried to put matching socks on me at night but I don't remember them ever asking me why....

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whene I was 5 I used to think every one had a twin but they were stuck in there mirror and when I saw twins I figured if you break a mirror your twin would come out and I wanted a twin so I hit my mirror with a hammer

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late at night i would be scared to come in my room and get on the bed so i would jump quickly on the bed so the monster under the bed wouldnt gab and pull me under