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i used to believe someone lived behind the radiator
i used to believe that shoes came alive in the night. i would wake up in the morning and freak out that my shoes had been walking over me as they were surrounding my bed. it was only after 6 months of me waking up and screaming that my mum realised that my brother was getting all our shoes and placing them around the bed, then move them back after i started crying and had run from the room.
When I was younger, I used to think that if the vaccuum was strong enough to pick up Barbie Doll shoes off the floor, I too could be sucked up.
I used to believe that baby oil came from squeezing babies
When i was little, i for some reason believed my furnace provided heat for the entire neighborhood. So one morning i decided to make cookies. I made cookie dough, pored it into the ventilation duct hoping it would go down, get cooked and then be sent to peoples house by the warm air. This was when my parents stoped loving me.
Haha, im 16 now, and i only found out my beleif wasnt true today !!! :( Ive always thought that if you shone a tourch onto a light bulb it would light up, and i always used to say i would test it out but i always forgot, but i havent thought about it in years, so today i was sitin on my bed and i decided i would try, only to be dissapointed when the lightbulb stayed off :( xx
I used to belive that cobweb came on houses when thay got old.
When i was little i used to beleive that outside our house there was a money tree because i allways used to find change underneath, turns out it was just drunk people walking past throwning there change at the tree lol
The backyard of my old house was spooky enough: It smells funny and very much resembles a giant covered tunnel that twists to the right when you're standing by the kitchen door. It's pitch-black at night. If you need to go there then, you need to walk right in and fumble around on the walls for the switch.
There was a horror story about a boy who was attacked by giant earthworms. In the illustration of the scene of the attack, I realized that it looked just like our backyard.
Thereafter, I solidly refused to go there alone.
I always thought that portraits hanging in the walls became portals to other dimensions at night, so I could never have portraits in my room.
I use to believe that when you stuck your hand through a washing machine wringer, your entire body would go through and you'd end up flat as a pancake like the cartoon characters.
I used to believe that the illuminated light on our doorbell would light up when the movie started at the local drive-in. I don't know why.
I used to believe that there was an actual monster in my dryer stealing all the mismatched socks. It was a front-loading dryer, and I reasoned that there must be some kind of door at the back. It actually gave me nightmares for a while! The weirdest part is, I don't remeber anyone ever telling me that there was a monster that stole socks, although I heard people joke about it later on in life.
I used to be scared of the dark after playing a Nancy Drew computer game, and I have an active imagination, also. I usually go to bed late and have to turn all the lights off. One time, it was completely dark and I looked down the hallway to my parent's room. I could've sworn I saw a figure wearing a black cape with a hood, creeping down the hallway. I ran to my room and locked my door and haven't looked down that hallway at night since.
I used to believe that if i turned the light off or touched the floor at night i would fall into a bottomless pit in the floor....
I grew up in an area with no gardens. I thought that everyone who had a garden was very rich. I also thought that people kept chickens and lambs and other farmyard animals. I thought all back gardens would be the size of farms.
when i was younger, my mom used to run her finger under the water coming out of the faucet to see how hot/cold it was. since she was usually trying to get it hot, i thought that the water could only get hot if you ran your fingers under it. my mom and friend thought it was hilarious when i started running my fingers under the water one day when we were cooking, and i said something like, "im going to make it hotter for you, mom." they laughed, to say the least.
When I was younger I saw the movie "Jaws" and for a time believed that there was a shark living behind the couches in our living room, and so on Saturday morning during cartoons I'd have to jump from couch to couch to the doorway to leave. I also have a fear of leaving my feet uncovered while I sleep, at least in my own bed, no matter where I live and no matter how hot it is, my feet have to be covered. I can't think of any basis for this "habit" of mine.
In order to make me more careful when using the kettle, my mum told me that if the water didn't cover the pipes in the bottom, or went over the 'full' mark, or the outside was wet - the kettle would explode
I was terrified of boiling the kettle and used to spend half an hour double checking all these things, then flick the switch and run out of the kitchen with my hands over my head just in case
I believed my brother was the smartest person in the world for some unknown reason. Once he told me, when i was 4, that if i jumped on my mother's prized glass coffee table long enough that in would turn into a magic trampolene. I convinced my cousin (same age) to jump with me. We jumped, but sadly did not bounce. The table shattered into pieces, but strangely enough we didnt get hurt. My brother was nowhere to be found and who ever believes a 4 year old....