when i was little... i allways felt uneasy around mirrors... i was allways afraid of being in the bathroom, minding my own business, and then look into the mirror and see some demon or something standing behind me. and then it would grab me and slit my throught and eat my intestines or something like that.
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I always used to sneak out of naps to get books. It would have been more fun to sneak downstairs and get snacks sometimes, but many of our stairs squeaked. I decided to use a marker to mark each squeaky stair with a big "X" on the white wooden railing beside it. Thank God the marker wouldn't write over the lacquered wood - I would have been in SO MUCH trouble. At the time, I just thought I'd be the only one to notice the x's.
Every night under my bed i would allways think there was a buggy man gonna come up and grab me by my feet so every night i would keep my feet in under the blankets and i would curl up so nothing at all could get to my feet. So a cupple years lator i was still scared of the buggy man so my dad went and got me a bed that has drawers at the bottom and theres no way the buggy man could ever get to me.
At my grandma's house, she had these two lifesize brass deer in front of teh fireplace, and I used to think they were really like alive. My sister and I would go over there and she would try to make tea for the deer, but couldn't get them to eat it.
I wonder why. hmmm...
When I was about 4, I used to be terribly afraid of dust bunnies. This came from a belief that anything that moved was alive. For instance, balls were alive because they could roll, etc. One time I went to this person's house and a dust bunny was blown towards me. I ran away from it in terror and grabbed my mom, telling her that the scary gray thing was coming to eat me.
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k, so when i was little, i had this pink minni mouse canope over my bed. i thought it could protect me from monster attacks. i also believed that every night a good and a bad monster would battle in my room. the bad one came from my right closet and the good one came from the left. (i believe both closets led to different monster worlds.) Both monsters hated each other too.
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I used to believe that if I went down the stairs slowly a red eyed skeleton would come and run after me.
Everyone remembers on the kitchen drawers, there was always a fake on. Ok. Good. As a kid, I used to believe that frankenstein lived in there. That is because my evil sisters told me this. I can't wait until they have kids, then I will tell them all the awful stuff they told me.
I used to believe that all bathrooms had a 'good light' and a 'bad light'. That is becauese in my home, there are 2 lights, a noisy, dim light, and a quiet, bright light. For some reason, I could not grasp the concept of a FAN!!! I also had to pee with the door open, so if a killer popped out of the shower, i could make a clean getaway.
When I was little I could've sworn something lived in my closet. Every night I would hurry up and close it and turn on my night light. Since I thought the light chased it away. Sometimes I would hear noises coming out of my closet in the middle of the night and it always ended up that I locked my cat in my closet.
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When I was a kid I used to believe my Blanket was undestroyable and I would be safe of any threat just as long as I was fully covered by it!
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I used to think that if you flushed the toilet and then turned on the tap, the sewage water would come out of the tap.
When I was small, I used to believe that "duct tape" was actually "duck tape", as in having something to do with ducks . . . made to use on ducks? Made of ducks? And that's why the tape was so sticky?
A couple of years ago my sister told me that a ghost would be hiding in the closet and when my sister locked me in the closet i nearly died with fright (it was so dark!).
WhEN I WAS YOUNG I THOUGHT THAT A HUGE MONSTER WAS GOIGN TO JUMP OUT THE MIRROR IN THE BATHROOM AND MARRY ME !!!
When I was around the age of three I believed you could get to Disney Land if you swam to the bottom of the bath. My sister told me that if the bath was holding the maximum amount of water it could you would be able to get to Disney Land.
I remember evidently, one extremely hot night I went for a bath. The light was shining in through my bathroom window. At the time my bathroom walls were a peach colour and therefore the peach was reflecting off the water in my bath. It was like dusk on a scorching hot desert that was just coming to an end. I was so sure that it was the bath that would take me to Disney Land. I quickly took off my clothes and jumped in the bath. I was so exited and quickly ducked my head under the water to try and get to Disney Land. It didn’t work I was heart broken I was so convinced you could get to Disney Land this way. I will never forget about the magic I felt when I thought I could get to Disney Land by going to the bottom of my bath.
My dad told me to jump in the bath, and i thought that he meant that litterally so i jumped in the bath..!
Up until about age ten, I believed that the giant semi-transparent green octopus from the Pirate Ride at Cedar Point (an amusement park we used to visit) was fully invisible, and in our basement. But just as big and mean.
Every trip down there, especially with the lights off, could have been my last. I flew back up the stairs, just knowing those tentacles were coming to get me...
I used to believe that the idea of insurance was so that when your house burns down, the insurance company replaces every single thing in your house.
I used to be amazed that the company knew about every single posession we owned, and assumed that basically everytime we bought something, the insurance company was informed.
I was sceptical though that they would be able to replace EVERYTHING so I used to fret about making sure I saved my favourite toys in an emergency. I was truly concerned about saving them!
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I used to believe that in the mirrors, lived your twin in it.