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i used to think that before i took a bath, i had to pull away the curtains to see if there were any monsters in the tub.

I used to think the stairs in our house had feet, because sometimes i would hear people say "Well i'll go to the foot of our stairs" when they were surprised at something.

I used to believe that when i was 6 years the money comes from the tree leaves at the forest. After shaking a tree then money will fall down hence the adults pick those money, the one who has got many money has got high speed of picking those fallen money!

— Ngata Mbega Ramadhanat home : around the house

My older brother told me you could jump into a mirror and go to an alternate universe. I thought that the alternate universe would be cool and interesting, so we both jumped into the bathroom mirror and got injured.

My sister thought that cars didn't actually move. Instead, the whole world moved around us and a car was some magic object that made it happen somehow. Even stranger, she didn't think that the objects just traveled, moreover that they got up and walked with legs like people do. To her, it was such an adventure, as if the whole world was marching parade style past the windows every time we drove somewhere. Can you imagine how fun the world must have been in her head?

— A very amused siblingat home : around the house

I used to believe that all the things in Earth were alive. So, I was used to making friends everywhere, either a plush, a fork or even a line in a glass. And I used to speak with them when I was alone, like "Hello Mr. Sun, How are you today? " and I answered to myself like "I am very good thanks for asking".

Once when I was taking a nap with my back to the room, and facing the wall, I felt someone splinch me on the back. I woke up with a start and turned over and my sister was in the doorway of the room, but too far away to have touched me. She swore she had not done it, but ever after that I NEVER sleep with my back to the room, if the bed is up against the wall.

When I was a little kid, I was scared to sit on the toilet because I thought there was a monster inside the toilet that was going to bite me, and I was also scared of the smaller potty that lights up for the same reason. I kept wearing pull-ups until I became old enough to wear underwear.

— Beethoven freakat home : bathrooms

When I was 5, or 6, my older cousin told me something that scared me. He said that the big vacuum cleaner that my mom used was a monster and that if i got too close to it, I would get sucked into it and I'll be stuck in it for the rest of my life. Whenever my mom would vacuum, I would be standing on my bed and when i got close to the vacuum cleaner I would start screaming and crying!

When I was a kid, my dad would warn us not to break the TV screen because it would implode. I didn't know what implode meant, so I assumed he meant explode. I was often afraid to sleep near it, because I thought it would blow up.

When I was kid I saw for the first time a dead man. He was an ancient men who lived near my home. For at least some years, I saw the coffin in the corridor in my home near the telephone furniture. I was very scared, when I went from my bedroom to the bathroom and opposite, I used to pass adhering to the wall, and sometimes I asked to the man let me pass.

I used to think that when you bought something off the internet you payed by taking apart the monitor and putting coins in.

Then when I found out that you used a credit card I thought that you had to put the credit card in the CD slot.

I will be forever grateful to Mr. Rogers. I thought for sure that I was going to go down the bathtub drain. He assured me we kids couldn't. YAH! Love him forever.

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when l was litlle7yearsl was scared to look under the bed because l believed that a ghost was there.

— isac chaves.at home : under my bed

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I used to be scared to go in the bathtub because i was afraid that i would get sucked down the drain

my dad told me and my brother there was a family of hobos in the basement i believed him . one time my mom told me to go get some milk from down there never had i been so scared in my life .

I Used To Believe...

I used to believe that when it thundered
It was the really the clouds bumping into each other
The rain came down, the clouds said hello
Casting a shadow on the young girl below.

I used to believe you asked God for a baby
He would then plant a seed in your belly, maybe.
I guess that belief was somewhat right,
Although it really happens in a bed, at night.


On that note, I used to believe,
You had to go to the doctor to conceive.
You would both put on a hospital gown,
Then on a cold metal table, you’d both lie down.

I used to believe that you’d find the devil
If you dug too deep in the ground with a shovel.
I called over to my gardening neighbor with a yell,
“You know, if you keep digging, you’ll dig straight to hell!”

When I learned the news, my breakfasts turned into horror
When my sister teased, “Guess who moved in next door?”
His hair was stringy white, and his name was Sam.
Our new neighbor, I thought, was the Quaker Oatmeal Man.

I used to believe that Euthenasia
Involved the study of the children in Malaysia.
This got corrected in a high school class
When I raised my hand; made myself look like an ass.


Another belief I also bore
Was that A.D. really stood for “After Dinosaurs”.
It really means in the year of the Lord
Clearly in Latin class, I daydreamed, bored.


I used to believe when you drank too much booze
Your blood got thin, that’s why you got loose.
Then I learned, what’s really to blame
Is the alcohol, pickling your brain.

Looking back on the things that I thought,
Some of them right, many of them not.
I realized I will never know it all,
We are all pretty clueless, after all.

I used to believe that you could get sucked into the vacuum cleaner if you got too close! I would get scared and scream whenever my mom would vacuum, thinking that I would get sucked into it!!

— Jennifer van B.at home : around the house

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