at home

I use to fill a bottle with "clean" water and put it aside.
Then I would take anything Iying around the bathroom (shampoo, mouthwash, etc) and mix up a potion in the toilet and flush). I would drink my water all day long so that I wouldn't mutate along with the rest of my block.

I used to think there was a tarantula underneath my bed at night, and if I stood next to my bed for too long, it would grab me underneath the bed and eat me. When I was going to bed, I always used to jump straight onto my bed.

When I was about 5, one day my mom was in a hurry to get home because she had a kettle on the stove. I asked her what would happen if we just left the kettle boiling, she told me that it would become a piece of meat - I believed her, but now she denies having told me that.

From about 2 1/2 up to my teens even, I used to believe so strongly that ther were alligators under my bed and dogs at the foot of my bed. I would run and jump from the doorway of my room to the bed. Forget about getting up at night to go to the bathroom!!!! I would lay there and get myself all worked up into a sweat, my heart racing, and I swear I could here the alligators rustling under my bed.

My brother and I believed there was a huge King-Kong hand at the bottom of our basement stairs that would grab us or pull the carpet out straight from under our feet as we ran back up the stairs. Man did we sure go fast, hearts racing and scared the whole time going so fast we'd lose our footing and then that be the end of us!!!

When I was younger, I half-believed that there were monsters in my closet or hiding in the shadows that would come out at night. However, I decided that the monsters were backwards monsters that didn't see things the right way. They could only hurt me if I had my eyes closed, because if you had your eyes open then the monsters were powerless. But when my eyes were closed, they thought my eyes were open and didn't come out, and when my eyes were open they thought they were closed, and so even if they came out they couldn't hurt me.

Alternately, I thought the monsters were easily embarassed and wouldn't come out if you didn't have clothes on. But when you had your clothes on, they thought you were naked, and didn't come out. Since I never slept naked, this meant I was always safe.

When I was about 8 years old I would help my mom would put my dirty clothes in the washing machine. But when I throw my clothes in the washing machine I would see my clothes swirl round and round. I would think that my clothes would go throw pipes and accidentally go in my neghbors washing machine. But now I'm 16 and now better.

when i was about 5 yrs. old and my bro was like 20, i would ask him before we go to bed why there was hot air comming out from under my bed and he would tell me not to move or i could fall into the pitts of hell or wake the demons..but i soon figured out it was just my vent and he is a dickface

When I was 3 my parents were selling our house and we had a guy come to look at it and shortly thereafter we moved and i thought that he had stolen our house. So we saw him at a store once and i asked why he had stolen our house.

I used to believe that when you sleep at night, monsters came out from under your bed when you fart. Thats what they eat when they are hungry. yes i am a computer geek that lives w. mi mommy :)

I used to tuck the sheets in under every possible side of the mattress... out of the fear that something would bite at my arms/legs... usually spiders, but sometimes crabs with big claws.

I still feel uncomfortable to this day when my leg is hanging over the edge of the bed

In the early 70's, in my early teens, our school presented a series of black and white movies, presumably created in the early-to-mid 60s against the use of drugs. In one scene there was a guy who was coaxed by another group of guys to go "party" with them. The group injected something into the guy who said no and struggled to get away. After that, he was a full-blown junkie, selling everything he owned, desperate for his next fix, and looking like a ghoul. After that, every night I thought these guys would be under my bed and inject drugs into me and turn me into a junkie. Again, the same fetal position, bunch the blankets over my entire body, nothing touching the floor, no appendages hanging over the edge. They were THERE!

As a little girl, I was given a "grown up" gift of a pretty little bottle which had the words "toilet water" on the label. I behaved like a grown up little lady and said thank you, but was puzzled. It smelled nice, but I didn't know that toilet water was a light smelling perfume to wear. I just poured it into the toilet.

When I was younger my grandma once told me that my grandfather (who had died years before) turned the lights on for us at her house. When I got a little older I realized that her lights were on a timer.

I used to like lying in front of our fake fire to keep myself warm (not a fan of cold weather), and i used to lie really close. My brother told me that my spine would melt if i kept doing this. And again i still feel uncomfortable doing this :P

when i was 5, i stayed up way past my bedtime because i was hyper. it was about 9 pm, and i was almost asleep when i heard two or three big thumps outside my room. that night my mom had told me not to let the bed bugs bite. i thought that the thumps were a giant bed bug! i believed it too, until my mom told me otherwise... when i was 8.

when i was little, i thought that in the middle of the night, if any part of your body was outside of the covers, a man with an axe would come and chop that part off! i was so scared, so i tried to stay awake, but i fell asleep anyway.