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One of my uncles is called Michael. I used to think that the microwave was called a MichaelWave and he invented it. It heated things up by Uncle Michael waving his hand and sometimes when I walked past I would wave to it!!!
When I was 10 our guest room dore was always shut and locked. I always thought that there was someone in there but i didn't know who. Thankfully there was never anyone there. I was always scared.
I went through a stage where I prepaed myself every night before sleep for what I would do in case the house burned down that night. My parents had once told me that I couldn't take the time to look around and bring things outside with me, so I used to take all the stuffed animals and dolls on my bead and hold them at once, so I'd be prepared to carry them out with me.
When I was about 2 years old, I dropped a ring I had gotten from a gumball machine down the space between the elevator and the floor of our apartment building. For the next three years or so, I would not step on the crack in any elevator, because I thought I'd be sucked down it forever, like in my nightmares.
I live in the Deep South, and for many years, I thought there was a whale buried in my grandfather's yard, right next to the house. And just the top was showing out of the ground. Growing up, I learned this could not possibly be the case, but when I confronted my family about it, was assured over and over that it was true.
I eventually worked it out on my own that it was an unused, cement covered WELL.
I made my bed everyday as a kid because I believed that if I didn't then bugs would get in it.
I used to believe that the light on the ceiling of the car at night from other car's head lights was a shark tooth and it would mean that you would have nightmare about sharks for a week and if they lasted any longer than that then a shark would come up onto the land and eat you.
My parents had a decorative bottle that kind of looked like the one from "I dream of Jeannie." I believed that we had our own personal genie that lived inside and if I could ever get her to come out I could wish for lots of money and toys. I would always try to get the genie out but she never wanted to come out, so one day and I filled the bottle with water to see if she would float to the top. I never told my parents that I drowned our genie.
As children, my brother and I used to love playing hide-and-seek with my dad. But he always had the best hiding spot. He would go to the furnace room and call our names into the furnace. We would be upstairs on the floor looking into the vents believing that somehow he had squeezed himself into the air vents.
Lots of kids are scared of the dark because they think there are monsters, boogeymen, etc. hiding there. Well, I thought darkness was an actual physical thing, and I was afraid it might fall on me and hurt me. So, I had to have some light on when I go to sleep. Even now, as an adult, I can't sleep in total darkness...
My mum used to tell me that I had to keep my room tidy as the Queen checked all children's rooms at random and would be very disappointed to find it messy.
When my cousin was young, I convinced him that a pointy spear from a BBQ grill set was actually a sword, and that I stole it from Captain Hook. Fortunately for my cousin, he's not as gullabe today.
At the age of 3 or 4, I remember my Dad looking up towards the roof at wasp nests under the eaves. He would complain about the "wasps being back and having the run of the house". I thought wasps were little gnome or elf like creatures that lived on the roof. I sat outside for hours looking up in an effort to catch a glimpse of them.
Bouncing on my bed and watching houses through the window I was sure they were literally bouncing with me.
I thought neighbours from the upper floor were holding our lamps all the time and that's why they were hanging from the ceiling and not falling down.
When I was little I thought that every electronic and mechanical device had a secret explosive switch where if you turned the nob on the TV just so or jiggled the handle on the faucet to much to the right "BOOM". Needless to say I refused to run my own bath until I was 11 and I ended up playing outside a lot.
I used to belive that if you stood next to a microwave while it was running that you would shink and I was so anxious to be tall that I would never go near it. Just out of habbit, I still feel weird near them.
There was a custard well in my back garden
When i was younger i uses to believe that when things got lost they were sucked into the carpet and turned up later when the carpet decided to put them back
My brother told me when i was probably around 4 or 5 that if i touched the door stopper (the thing on the side of the wall so the door doesn't hit the wall; usually see them at doctors offices) the door would swing open and hit me. I finally got the courage when i was 11 to push it and run away.