at home: around the house

My mom used to tell me that there was an invisible powder that people used to sprinkle on their carpets and floors that could tell where you had walked through their house. I was always scared to death to walk around someone's house. Especially to the bathroom. Sometimes when I go to someone's house that I don't know very well I still think about that powder. It still gives me the creeps.

My mother used to tell us that if children drank coffee they would not be able to sleep and would jump all night, so I believed just that - lying in bed and my body jumping up and down, if I drank coffee.

I also used to beleive that the kitchen appliances could go wrong and start punching your face like in Donald Duck comics, and so I was really scared, and still am, of those things (fridges, stoves, dish washers, etc.)

My sister told me when I was about four, that IF I ran over the vacuum cord while vacuuming I would be instantly electrocuted. I was PETRIFIED of the vacuum. The really sad part was that I didn't figure out the real truth until I was about 20!

When I was really young, I used an "imaginary" string to trace my steps through a room. I always used the same path to get from points A to B. I was horrified in an adult broke the string by walking through it.
As a side note, I am very good with directions now and rarely get lost.

I used to believe (probably from reading to many Famous Five books by Enid Blyton) that every house had a secret tunnel somewhere, you just had to find it. I used to go around tapping walls and things to find them. My suspicions were confirmed when I went on a school trip in primary school to a very very old house, where there were many secrets cupboards tunnels and passages. This made me look even harder when I got home, even though my mom and dad tried to convince me otherwise.

I also managed to convince my sister that when she was asleep at night a tunnel used to open between our house and next door, and the tunnel started above her bed, and I told her stories of how I used to go through the tunnel at night and play games with my neighbours.

We also used to think that it would be really kool if all houses were connected by underground passages that no-one knew about except our friends, so we could visit each other in the night without our parents knowing!

at some point (i don't know when) i heard about asbestos in old office buildings. at some other point, i saw flocked christmas trees... my obvious conclusion was that flocked christmas trees were covered in asbestos. i avoided them and thought people who were willing to so sacrifice their health just to have a fluffy tree quite dumb. eventually i realized that this couldn't be true, but i still don't like them and avoid them.

When I was little my dad told me there was a lobster in garbage disposal that choppped all the food up. I believed that for years! It kept me from sticking my hand down there though.

When i was around 6, my mom told me that little men lived inside the blender and every time we turned it on then they would yell as loud as they could. and thats why is was so loud.

I used to believe that inside a toaster there was little men cooking your toast, and when the toast pops up, it was the little men getting too hot and jumping up and pushing the toast out of the way

when i was young my mum always used to tell me 'close the door in case a draught gets in' only i thought she said 'close the door in case a giraffe gets in', and i always used to run and close it because i was so scared of the giraffe. I also genuinely beleived the 3 bears of goldilocks story lived in my garden, and that when my dad took my nose he really had it.

I used to believe that I left an invisible string trailing behind me everywhere I walked, and I didn't like for it to get tangled. Whenever I walked around a chair or table, I'd be careful to walk around it the opposite direction before leaving the room so that my string wouldn't get wrapped around it and trip me later!

My parents have a small photo album containing our baby pictures that's always been referred to as the Spogbook, it was even printed on the front of it. For years I thought that a Spogbook was a term widely used to mean a small photo album for baby pictures. It was only recently when I used ther term in front of someone outside the family that my mum told me it was actually Spogboek - the Afrikaans for Photo Album which they'd bought when living in Africa in the 70s...

I used to believe that when walking on checkered tiles, if i stepped with my heel on one color, then that color would continue under my foot as i was walking. This was only in my head, of course.

When I was 2 I just HAD to have my pacifier all the time, my babysitter was trying to get me to stop using it all the time and so she took it when I wasn't looking and when I noticed it was gone she told me that the "angels" took it and god would be mad if I used it becasue I was a "big girl" so I sat up on my bed the rest of the day telling the "angels" in my room that I didn't like them and they were mean.

I used to sit in front of the window unit air conditioner to get cool & I used to believe that a little mouse lived inside & he wore a plaid vest & a little round hat. I was convinced I would see him if I stared long enough.

there was place in the window beside my bed where a wooden beam had fallen out, so there was a window twice as tall as the others. Of course, there was a hole where the beam fit that looked similar to a keyhole. I used to think that if I could just find the right key, I could put it in that "keyhole" and the window would open and I could go live with faeries and leprechauns and such. I was a strange kid

I used to think that a dishwasher was a robotic person who would wash all the dishes, dry them up and then put them away for you. I was gutted when we got one and we had to load and unload it.