at home

I used to believe that whenever i took a bath, i should'nt move around a lot because the tub would give in under my weight and i would fall into a bottomless pit.

You know how if you twirl your finger around really fast in water it will make a "tornado"? I used to think that if I kept doing it, the "tornado" might get big enough to take over the entire tub and suck me up inside of it and disintegrate me.

I used to believe that a monster lived in my closet and would come out and get me at night.

I was one of those kids who believed monsters lived under my bed. At least I was concerned they just might really be there. I was also scared of shadows on the wall.

I used to be afraid of mirrors because I thought that a ghost or demon or ghoul or other scary thing would jump out of it and get me if I stared into it long enough especially when it was nighttime.

I belived for the longest time that under my bed there were aligators and crocidiles and so i would jump from across the room onto my bed so they woudlent eat my feet

I used to think that my reflection acually live in an opposit world in my mirror and i always wanted to go vistet

My girlfiends parents had cameras all around the house and could even see me on the loog, This was in 1974, long before webcams

Keep your arms and legs on the bed at night because if they go over the side the scorpions under the bed will sting you. This is still true today, you have been warned.

i used to think that when u went to bed the boogie man eat your feet

when i was young i used to belive that there was a little goblin was living in my wardrobe because i would leave my wardrobe realy messy and sort of emety and the next day it was full and tidy! :)

My mom still believes that the dryer eats stray socks, and then gives them up years later. She found a black sock in the dryer and thought it was her ex-husbands', and he had died years ago!

I thought there were two men underneath my bed and they could only get me when the light was off, so I had to turn the light on every time I stepped into my bedroom.

I used to think that the boogie man lived under my bed and so I jumped to my bed from as far away as possible and thought if he caught me I would be forced to silently and motionlessly sit in a circle with other kids that had been caught.

I used to believe…

used to believe that when i got out of bed and i put my foot on the ground that something would reach out from under the bed and grab my leg!

I used to believe…

the boogie-man would come and take me under my bed and take me into his fortress and eat me