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This is about my brother: My brother believes that on the other side of the cellar, there's a 'Clean-Up' monster that tells you if the cellar is neat or not. Me and my brother clean up the whole cellar, hide under the table, then, go to this stuffed-animal deer to find out what the monster said. It's a pretty fun game too!
I used to believe that there was an evil old lady with gray hair living in my basement. I was terified of her, so every time i was going back upstairs I ran as fast as I could filled with terror. I did this for the longest time and i don't know why :)
when i was four i was convinced that rainbow brite lived in my basement. my basement is divided into two sections, a furnished section and a dingy washer and dryer section. so, the rainbow brite kids lived on the nice side and murky and lurky lived on the bad side. i was fairly convinced that there was some sort of portal that took you to their world after 8pm. it took me years to shake the feeling that something bad would get me on the unfinished side.
After seeing the movie It when I was 8, I was afraid that there was an evil, insane clown living under my basement steps.
well the stairs to my basement have no back, it's just a step then a board connecting it to the next step, well when i was little i always thought that the trix bunny and the lucky charms guy and count chocula would grab my ankles pull me under and eat me! so i would ALWAYS run up and down the stairs super fast.. i was terrified!
When I was six I moved to the US from the UK, before getting a house, my family stayed with my grandparents. While there, my brother (9) said, "Come into the basement with me, there are aliens down there." I went with him, and naturally there are always noises in a basement. He told me that they were aliens. He then ran up the stairs and locked the door to the basement, as I was banging on the door and crying he shouted that he could hear the aliens coming to get me.
I was afraid to go onto a floor of my house by myself until I was 14 because I was afraid of being abducted by aliens.
Thanks Jon, I love you so very very much.
Once my dad told me that Egor was living in our celar. I didnt know at the time that Egor was Dr. Frankenstiens lab assisstant. Instead, i thought he was a giant dead eagle, and was forever remembered as the Big Ghost Eagle name Egor that lived in our cellar.
My sister told me that Fraggles lived in our basement. I used to sit down there forever so I could see them.
I used to think Skeletor lived in my basement and plotted evil against me. The Bee from Romper Room was his leader.
I'm not sure if this is the right category, but when I was really little my dad would tell me that fraggles (they're Jim Henson muppets, if you don't know) lived in our basement behind the furnace. I don't think I ever went to search for them, but I did believe him.
i used to believe that when i was little that monsters lived in my basement and i couldn't go down there alone and whenever you went to the bathroom and flushed the toilet the monsters came up through the closet so i would flush then run.
I believed that monsters lived in my basement & came alive at night. In the house I lived in as a child, there was a door in my basement behind the radiator that I think led to some weird, unused little cubby-type space, but when I was little I thought that it led to another dimension where the monsters lived.
My father had my nieces and nephews convinced that there was a crack monster in the basement and it was the one who made "THAT NOISE".
when i was little, everytime my uncle farted he would tell us there "was a bear in the basement". so everytime we heard that sound we would to the baesment door as fast as we could to try and see the "bear". I find myself using that excuse now.
when I was a small child, my brother and I would say "I want ... , I want ... , I want ..." sometimes my dad would say, "yeah, and the people downstairs want ice water"
I was always afraid to go into the basement because I was afraid of all the thristy people that were hiding down there.
When I was very young I watched Watership down, the cartoon film, and I was scared to death by it. So much so that I was convinced that the evil rabbits lived in the basement and any other room that wasdark in the house, I used to scream before entering and fling the doors open really hard to kill the evil bunnies. Suffice to say I didnt like to enter rooms on my own for a looooooooong time
Not my belief sadly but a sweet one nonetheless.
I used to lodge with a young family in Northern England. There were 2 youngsters including a 5 year old lad. The house was large and old with a dark and scary cellar. The lad was told by his mother that they were going to look at a new house in a nicer area. He asked if it had a scary cellar and was reassured that it hadn't as it was a new house and they don't have cellars. Toi this day that young lad still believes that houses grow cellars as they get older.
i always thought that if you went into the basement or the garage without any lights on that someone would kill me, but if the lights were on i'd be fine. Even to this day when i'm done in the basement i run up the steps slam the door and turn off the lights...like they couldn't just shoot me in the back
I used to beleive that monsters lived in the basement.
When i was about 4 my sister and i would play in the basement of our house. We had this kitchen set and there was a blue plastic knife in it. My sister put the knife in this little slot where the walls are supposed to meet, but didn't. Anyways the next day the knife was gone and no one knew where it was. My sister told me that my mom told her the monster in the wall took it in the wall with him, and mom didn't tell me cause she thought i'd be scared. Needless to say was afraid of that wall from then on. my sister also told me i could fly....errrr why did i believe her