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When I was about 5 years old, we moved into a new house. It had a big room with a built in bar. When we had our house warming, my (older) cousin told me that the bar used to be an actual pub, where people came to drink. He said that they had to close it down because someone was murdered there, and buried in the wood panelling on the walls...
As if that wasn't scary enough, a few years later (I was around 9) my family went to Paris. My sister and I had our portraits sketched and my dad hung them in the dining room, on the other side of the wall with the "body". The eyes of the portraits used to follow me around the room, and i thought that the ghost of the murdered man was watching me through my own picture! For years i couldn't walk through those rooms alone if the light was off!
I used to believe that if you opened up an umbrella inside your house that the whole house would fly away
I used to believe that if you touched the breaker box in your house, you would disintegrate into a big pile of ashes. My parents had told me never to touch it & that was what would happen. When I was 24, my husband's grandpa came over and was for whatever reason was about to open our breaker box. I started freaking out & told him not to touch it. He looked at me like I was crazy & asked why. I relayed to him what my parents had told me when I was young and he and my husband started laughing at me. (The breaker box had been in my room when I was a kid and since I had never had any dealings with one when I was older, still didn't know any different.)
When I was about six, I used to believe that ceiling fans had two settings; hot air and cool air. I thought that if it was spinning one way, it produced a nice breeze, but in reverse it would spit out warm air. Sounded like a good theory.
When I was little, I thought that vacuums were for smoothing out the carpets, not cleaning them. Whenever my mom would vacuum I would tread as lightly as I could across the carpets because I didn't want to ruin them.
when i was like 6 or 7, my neighbors and i would play in the yard and when a car would go by we would all scream "car!" and hide behind something. if you didnt have something to hide behind then you would play dead. haha idk why we did this but everyone that drove by prolly thought it odd to have so many dead kids in the yard :D
I used to believe that if you walked around while on the telephone, the place where the person on the other end of the line would move around. One day, while on the phone with my Grandfather, I started jumping up and down and asked if his house was shaking.
i used to believe that if you removed those "do not remove" tags on mattresses that the FBI would come crashing through the windows of my house and arrest me.
When i was about five i use to always hear a commerical that said... "If you have a phone, you have a lawyer." Now i had no idea what a lawyer was but everytime i went to a family members house and noticed they had a phone, i would tell them " hey since you have a phone, you have a lawyer!"
I used to believe that when chairs weren't being used and noone was around them then they came alive and played amongst themselves.
My mother used to tell us that if we incessantly rang the doorbell, it would make the house burn down in a fire.
i used to believe that the heavy bass coming from cars and houses and their music was giant people's feet stomping aorund needless to say i had many a sleepless night wandering if my house would be next :s
As a kid, I used to believe that if I had a photo of someone, the person or people in the photo could possibly, in the right circumstances, or if they were concentrating, see or hear whatever was in view of the photo of their frozen gaze, even though I'd never heard of or been told such a thing. Even in books, and even if the person was fictional, they or SOMEONE would be able to see me. So I would never change clothes in front of a photo, and I refused to have any photos of anyone but me in my room. My parents thought it was odd (and maybe a little narcissistic - but following my logic, what had I to fear from a photo of myself? I already knew what I looked like naked). I've never told them WHY I was uncomfortable around photos.
It probably is weird... I'm almost 30 now, and I still don't tend to have any photos of people in my room, as an adult.
when i was a kid (like everyone) i used to believe that people in 1950s (and before) they lived in black and white (like old tv)so life was black and white.
When I was five or six I saw an episode of the Twighlight Zone tv show in which a little girl somehow fell, without any warning, right through her ordinary-seeming bedroom wall and into the foggy and horribly scary fourth dimension! From that point forward I was very careful not to touch or lean against bedroom walls and of course would never, ever fall asleep too close to one.
I used to believe that paper was 2D because it was so flat once I learned what the second dimension was.
Most smoke detectors have a blinking red LED light to show that they're on and working. When I was younger, I was terrified of this light because I thought that if I saw it while it was blinking, there was going to be a fire. My fear was so bad that if I noticed the light while in bed, I would hide under the covers so that I wouldn't see it and there would be no fire.
When I was younger, my favorite show was Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. If you've ever seen the show, the turtles live in the sewer and love to eat pizza.
I believed that the teenage mutant ninja turtles lived in my sewer and every time my parents ordered pizza, i would break some up into small pieces and flush it down the toilet to feed the turtles.
I used to believe the living room furniture would party after we all went to sleep.
The house my mom lives in now used to be my great-grandmother's and it's a two story home. When I was roughly 9 years old my mom told me that there was a little demon sitting on the landing of the steps waiting for me to come up so he could grab my ankles then eat me.
I know she said that to keep me from going upstairs and getting hurt but it was years before I went to the bathroom without running and slammng the door because it was at the bottom of the stairs!