I thought that little creatures lived down the bathroom sink, and that I'd have to pour water and put chopped-up soap down the drain occasionally because that was how they ate and drank.
I used to believe that when I flushed the toilet, a monster would appear in the bathroom and so I ran away immediately.
There was a brand of shampoo called Kids Only, so I thought that if my mum tried to use it, she physically wouldn't be able to.
Not me, but my cousin used to think wrinkle cream gave you wrinkles.
I once believed I was allergic to bath water, and that i would dissolve into a puddle when touching it - My brother actually told me it so i would be afraid of taking a bath
In my childhood I used to believe that the correct order for washing my hands was before taking the pee.
When I was a kid, I thought you could get arrested if you accidently walked into the wrong restroom
When I was little, I used to believe I could fly from my bed but I didn"t ....I fell on the floor!
When I was young , my father used to tell me when I lost a tooth . I had to put it under my pillow. The tooth fairy came in my bedroom and she took my tooth .She give me money but , It was my father. I knew at the age of 15 it was wrong :,It was my parents
I used to be terrified to go to the bathroom at night, because i thought that a monster was in the bath tub behind the curtains and that he would jump out and get me
i used to think that before i took a bath, i had to pull away the curtains to see if there were any monsters in the tub.
When I was a little kid, I was scared to sit on the toilet because I thought there was a monster inside the toilet that was going to bite me, and I was also scared of the smaller potty that lights up for the same reason. I kept wearing pull-ups until I became old enough to wear underwear.
When I was kid I saw for the first time a dead man. He was an ancient men who lived near my home. For at least some years, I saw the coffin in the corridor in my home near the telephone furniture. I was very scared, when I went from my bedroom to the bathroom and opposite, I used to pass adhering to the wall, and sometimes I asked to the man let me pass.
I will be forever grateful to Mr. Rogers. I thought for sure that I was going to go down the bathtub drain. He assured me we kids couldn't. YAH! Love him forever.
I used to be scared to go in the bathtub because i was afraid that i would get sucked down the drain
I used to believe there was a "toilet monster" that would suck me down the toilet if I sat on the toilet while flushing it, even with a toilet seat. So I made sure to get off the toilet before I flush it, and when I accidently flushed it before getting off, I would run and start screaming!
I used to believe that there was a snake in the toilet that would bite you and that made me and my siblings afraid to use the toilet. We would scream whenever our parents put one of us on the toilet when we had to go, we would take our pull up off and pee or poop all over the floor, it was frustrating for my parents.
I was convinced that the water from the hot tap (the cold was fine) was highly poisonous, and that if you drank it you'd die. And I sort of still do!
I used to think that trolls lived in my shower drain and showered with my dirty water
When I was really small, maybe 4, my mother told me to be careful when bathing because " even George Washington slipped and fell in the bathtub ". I have no idea where this silly belief originally came from, but I believed my mother. I even fleshed it out so to speak in my imagination- George Washington was always standing up in a modern bathtub, naked but wearing his wig, and then suddenly he throws up his arms, yells " whoops!" and down he goes with a big splash.Then I imagined a female voice off stage so.to speak exclaiming "George, George are you all right?" ( Martha of course).It was so real to me.I was very careful in the tub.Years later I asked my mom where she had gotten the George Washington in the bathtub story and she looked at me like I'd lost my mind and said "they didn't even HAVE bathtubs in those days!" I don't know if that's true,but she seemed very sure that George in the bathtub had never been discussed.Years later, she admitted that the story had come from her own mother, who had also denied ever telling it.Generational amnesia, or just generational denial? All I know is that if I ever have a daughter, I will teach her bathtub safety without George Washington and his soggy wig.