at home

I believed the shark from Jaws lived under my bed at night. To avoid being bitten by this large ocean-roaming eating machine, I constructed elaborate Rube Goldberg-esque systems to turn off the light switch across the room from my top bunk. Ultimately, the systems would fail (scotch tape does weaken over time). I would be petrified about jumping as fast as I could to the light switch and back to the bunk. I had bruises on my stomach for a full year from missing the bunk -- which, I suppose, was better than being attacked by a shark in my bedroom in upstate New York's dairy and grape-growing region.

When I was around 5, I would pretend that Lurch from the Addam's Family was my butler. I was in bed facing the wall & "asking" Lurch to scratch my back. Then I had the thought, what if Lurch REALLY was standing there behind me???" To this day, I still don't sleep with my face toward the wall!!!

i used to blieve that when you took a buble bath aligators and spiders wood come out of the drain [how they wood fit out of it iouno lOl] and then when you drained the water they wood go down with the water

when i was younger my sister told me that if i put my head under the fauset in the bathtub lobsters wood come out and stick in my hair...and i believed her for the longest time

i used to believe that if you put your head under the cover, the monster could not get you or the bad person.

At night, my mom would roll up a towel and put it infront of the door. She said it was to keep the 'draft' out, but for the longest time I could not understand how a 'giraffe' could fit under the door!

When I was about four years old, I had a morbid fear of the electrical outlets. I believed that they skittered around on the walls like cockroaches after the lights went out, and if they got too close they would try to tie up unsuspecting people in their electrical cords.

I had two twin beds in my room and until I was 6, I refused to sleep in the one closest to the wall, because I knew if a car came slamming through the wall, it would hit that bed first and I'd be safe. Never mind that my room was in the middle of the house on the second story.

I used to think if my blanket touched the ground that Satan would drag me into Hell while I was sleeping. I was a teenager before I'd actually let a blanket touch the ground.

when i was a child i believed that if i put my socks under my bed i would have a nightmare.

When I grew up, we had one of those old-fashioned furnaces in the basement of our house that really roared whenever they turned on. I used to be afraid of it. In fact, I used to think that the devil lived inside it. Whenever I just happened to be in the basement and it switched on, I ran like hell up the stairs, so to speak.

The first time I viewed The Dark Crystal, the Skeksis absolutely terrified me. I became convinced that not only were they real, they lived under my bed! As well as having to jump into bed from the middle of the (small) room, I had to keep lots of stuff under there to crowd them out. Often I would find my covers kicked off and somehow (probably the cat) pushed underneath the bed. I was convinced the Skeksis were trying to kill me by stealing my covers and causing me to freeze to death!

after seeing "the phantom of the opera" at the tender age of eight, I believed for years that his cavern had a door tha was right under my bed. for at least a year, i wouldn't step anywhere near the edge of my bed, and would jump ont o my bed from the doorway.

most kids get the boogey man... i got the phantom of the opera under my bed. thanks mom.

i believed that a little man in the fridge turned the light off and on when you shut and opened the door. I was always trying to open the door quick enough to see if i could catch him at it...never did catch that rascal.

When I was little I used to spend lots of time with my dad since my mom worked and he didn't. Usually that meant that i was in the garage a lot and dad was always hammering something. Until I was about 8 I thought that hammers were called dammits because that's what he usually said when he was using one.

I used to believe that if you turned a bathtub to maximum temperture it would turn all the water into fire and burn you, and if you took it to mininum tempurture it would turn all the water into ice and turn you into "Frozen Nude sitting in tub" I was horrified to have any one besides mum adjust the tempeture