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I thought garden gnomes were alive because when I was about 5 I went to someones house and they had an electronic driveway gate and tons of garden gnomes. I saw the gnomes standing around and the gate opening by itself.. the gnomes were alive.

I was always told not to swallow toothpaste when brushing my teeth. Naturally I came to assume that the product was poisonous and I vowed never to touch the stuff again. I got over this fear a few years later but the damage to my dental record will never be undone...

I used to believe the overflow drain in our bathroom sink was a way for the water company to tell if I was using too much water. My mom had told me this when I asked what it was for.

I used to believe…

the first scary movie that i ever saw was "jaws" when i was about 6. i was terrified, of course. but especially when i went to take a bath. i really thought that huge shark was going to come up through the drain and get me. i cried and sat up against the back of the tub the entire time.. probably for about 2 or 3 weeks.

I used to have a big bookcase in my room, and whenever I heard a noise that I couldn't explain (air conditioning kicking in, etc.) , I thought that it came from behind that bookcase. Eventually I realized that there was a man behind my bookcase who was as flat as a pancake that tried to lure me out with his weird noises. Even when we moved, I imagined that a mover guy was trapped behind the bookcase and became the new Pancake Man. I was terrified of the Pancake Man until my mom decided to paint my room and moved the bookcase away from the wall. When I asked her where the Pancake Man was she gave me weirdest look and asked me what I meant. I'm still afraid to look behind bookcases...

When i was younger, I thought that those buttons on the outlets would destroy our house. If I pressed the yellow one, our house would collapse, and the red one would make it blow up.

When I was about 3 to 5 my dad told me that there were people in our dining room table and so I believed him and named them and I made up and town and what I thought there lives were like.

I was convinced that plastic grocery bags were essentially the same as the parachutes I saw in books and on tv. So I would go to the top of the slide on my swingset and jump off with my arms through the handles like I was wearing a book bag/parachute. Somehow my landing was never really that cushioned, though. I figured that I didn't have enough time to catch air in my parachute and that I would have to jump from a higher place to really get it to work. I knew that the parachutes I heard of could be opened too late so maybe that was my problem being too close to the ground. Luckily I never did get access to the roof of my house!

When I was young (29 now), I remember being scared to death of the "thing/monster" under my bed. If I had to pee in the middle of the night I was literally petrified to step foot on the floor for fear it would grab me. If I really had to go to the bathroom, I would climb on as much furniture as possible to get to the doorway. If I had to touch the floor, I ran like hell. Never seemed to bother me going back to bed though...lol

when i was around ten my family and i would visit our aunt's house a lot. she had a fireplace and we didn't so i wasn't used to them. in the winter her fireplace was always lit. it petrified me. i was convinced that at any moment the entire house would be a blaze. so i would tell my mother that i wanted to go outside and play even though there was nothing but a driveway and some trees. so i would stand in the driveway in the freezing cold for hours waiting for my family to burn up.

I used to run and jump onto my bed from a distance b/c I thought something was gonna grab my legs if I didn't. Then I would cover my whole body except my head with the blankets and tuck them under me so even if there was something under there it couldn't grab my bare skin. I'm 23 now, and I don't jump to the bed, but I still have to cover up from the waist down at all times while I'm sleeping b/c it kinda freaks me out to leave poking out.

When I was nine, I watched Stephen King's IT, and couldn't take a shower without my mom being there or at least the door open because I thought that the clown was gonna come out of the shower drain and get me. I figured if I had the door open she could at least hear me scream.

When I was in the 7th grade, the girls at my school would be playing those infamous mirror games like "Bloody Mary", one about seeing the Witch from Snow White, and one about some incantation to summon the devil.

I developed a slight fear of mirrors and was very happy I did not have a full length mirror in my room.
I would stay awake in fear of the devil. I would even get teased about it by friends.

Though I do have two in mine now since I'm vain, I still keep an open box with a cross on a chain AND a lion plooshie with a Star of David just in case.

I used to believe that through the top shelf of the walk-in closet in my parents bedroom, there was a secret door that lead to a movie theatre. And it was called "Super Cinema". Don't remember many other details. I think the idea came first from a dream.

When i was 4, i used to think that there were poisonis snakes under my bed.I would try to go to sleep, but i thought about it, and i ran and yelled my mom for help. To this day, im still scared of beds with space underneath it!! And im 12!

Ok here it is... Trust me its weird! When I was little I would have to go in the basement and I thought there was a perverted ghost! I would have to moon it before going down the stairs to get something. No one has ever known this. I thought it would kill me if it didn't get mooned!