Once when I was little I licked my mother's deoderant because it smelled good. When my tongue began to dry up I thought that I was being punished and had forever lost my power of speech.
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When i was about 8, whenever i took a bath I always though a shark or pirana would come out of the drain! I was so scared since i could never see the drain when i used the bubbles, i laugh about that still.
when i was little i belived that mirrors had an evil women in it and if you said this wierd ryhme when it is all dark she would come an get you form your bed an take you to her mirror world and you would neaver be able to get out so after i found this out i did not look at a mirror directly for a week i dare to think what i must of looked like that week!!
My best friend told me when we were 6 that if you rang the doorbell the whole house would explote! So when my aunt rang the bell to my house I started crying hystericly!
When I was about five years of age I had my own room and I still wasn't used to sleeping withought my mother...and in the middle of the night I would have to pass by my kitchen to get to my mom's room and on the way there I would see my kitchen trash can and I thought of it as a monster that would eat me because the top swung open and close. So I would scream and bang on my mom's door so the trashcan wouldn't eat me!
Having watched my mother test the temperature of the water by running her fingers under the hot tap, I used to believe that was how the water was actually heated, and spent quite some time wondering why my fingers wouldn't heat the water up.
I used to believe when I was about 7 that if, after climbing into bed at night and turning off all the lights, if I got up out of bed there was "something" under mine that would cut my feet of when the touched the floor. Anytime I got thirsty, I would lay there about 5 minutes comtemplating ways to outsmart the evil down below and pretend to snore then jump further than his arms could possibly be.
When I was little my older sister said she was tired and just needed a little extra strength to make it through the day so remembering the label on a medicine bottle I had seen in the cabinet I brought her a bottle of Extra Strength pain reliever. I had no idea it was for headaches I just thought it was a bottle of extra strength.
When I was little, after my bath, I would hide under my towel in the belief that my mum wouldn't be able to see me. She added to my belief by calling my name until I popped out, when she feigned mock surprise. This carried until I was at least seven, and she still teases me mercilessy...
When I was small I hated being left alone, and when it was just my dad and I in the house, I would sit outside the (louvred) bathroom door while he was on the toilet, and he would gripe, "would you go away and let me poop in peace!" and so for years I thought the bathroom was called "peace". :-)
One of my favorite movies of all time has been The Little Mermaid. Well, when i was about 7, i believed that Ursula lived under my bed when it was dark and when it was light, she went into a hole underground. So i thought that her tentacles would grab me if i got out of bed too slow, resulting in my jumping off the bed, landing ten feet away and booking it to the door :)
I used to think that when I would look in the mirror the person I was looking at was the evil version of me. I was scared to be in a closed room with a mirror for too long. I thought they had lifes and on the other side they would do everything oppisite of what I would do except they were bad! And they were plotting to kill me!
i used to believe that a monster lived under my bed, so i would always take a flying leap to get on or off my bed. (from this i was able to run into my parents room and leap from the door to the bed...my parents were not amused..i was lol)
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when i was little i beleved that there really was monsters under the bed.....so i was scared to look under there
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When i was about five i thought that i would get sucked down the drain, after watching an eisode of Rugrats
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When I was 5 I was terrible scared of vacuum cleaners, because I thought it can suck me.
When my parents would say something about "wasting power" when I'd leave a light or something on, I thought that we only had a limited amount of power to use, and when we used it all up, there would be no more electricity for the whole house. I thought this also had something to do with the numbers on the electric meter, and that we would run out of power when the meter got to all 9's.
We had this picture of an old voctorian house in the hallway just outside my bedroom. I used to think that if I stared at it for too long I would get sucked in and I'd see a long line of people. The people at the front would jump out after you got sucked in and I'd have to go to the back of the line and wait my turn to get out of the picture.
My dad had this White Lions album. To scare the bejeesus out of me, he'd stick his hand into it and yell "it ate my fingers!". He'd pull his hand back out with several fingers bent so that they looked like they were misssing. To calm me down he'd put his hand back in, and bring it out with the fingers "back". For a long time I wouldn't go near that album, think it was his stash.
When I was about 5, I thought that glue in hot glue guns was inside the cylinder, and that shoelaces were two separate laces in one shoe. Now, obviously, I know better.