at home: bathrooms

It was halloween when I watched Michael Jackson's music video "Thriller". When I took a shower that night, I somewhat had a fear of zombies and Michael Jackson as a zombie so I ended up peeing in the shower. I stood on a stool in fear of zombies being in the shower or I stood on the side. For some reason, I have a full bladder when I take a shower.

Up until the time I was about eight, every time I had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night I waited as long as I possibly could before summoning up the courage. Why? I had this firmly held belief that when I went to the bathroom, behind the shower curtian (always closed at night for some reason) there lived a horrible skeleton monstor that would eat me if I flushed the toilet too loudly. So I never flushed the toiled at night (and always blamed my sister the next morning when my mom asked who did it)


Also, there was a family of gnomes that would eat my toes if I didn't have them on the side of the tub while going to the bathroom. I still keep my feet up when I'm in that bathroom.....

When I was little, I used to believe that burglars and classmate were outside my bathroom window staring at me when I took a shower or went to the bathroom and i always got scared so I tried to cover up myself as much as possible!

I used to believe that you had to get out of the bath before the plug was taken out. Otherwise you'd go down the drain, too. And that horrible suction noise was, in fact, the monster at the other end whowas going to eat you

When i was 6, I thought everyone took a bath with a bathing suit on, and I was the only weird one who bathed naked. I remember fighting with my mom before a bath, trying to convince her that I should be wearing my bathing suit. Needless to say, she let me wear my favorite lime green bikini that one time.

When I was about 7, My family and I went on a family holiday to Florida. On an outing to Universal Studies there was like an i-max thing (3d glasses etc) which was some M.Jackson video where he threw doves and they came out the screen... Whilst queing you had to pass the "bates motel" from psycho, and we were all shown a clip from the film.. the shower stabbing scene. Needless to say i was terrified, and for the next 3/4 years everytime i went into the bathroom i had to pull back the shower curtain to check nothing was there!I lived in abject fear when sat on that toilet just staring at the curtain praying it wouldnt move...

...im ok now!

I used to believe that one day when I would be taking a shower that my bathroom would, when I wasnt looking, detatch itself from my house and fly away with me in it still. I had to leave the door open while I showered and check every 5 minutes or so to make sure it was still attached to the house

When i was like 8 i thought that the drain for the showers had like a hand that would come out of it when water went down it. I thought that there was a man in the drain that when the water went down it it would wet him and hed get mad and pull me in and beat me up, so i never went close enough to the drain so that he could pull me in.(ended when i was 10)

I once told my sister when she had swallowed Mouth Wash that her belly was going to blow up and explode. After five minutes, she came back with a 3 of my dads belts wrapped around her belly thinking she was stopping it from happening. How gullable can sisters be???

when i was really little i believed that drain people would pull me through the drain. so once my mom puled the plug i ran through the house screaming!!!!!!!!!!

I used to think since water came from rivers, and snakes lived in rivers, that you had to put a wash-cloth over the faucet when you were taking a bath or else snakes would come into the bathtub and bite you.

I have no idea when or why, but at some point in my youth, my overactive imagination — probably triggered by the slightly hollow echoes produced when stepping into the shower — seized upon the idea that there was no actual support structure underneath the bathtub. The tub was only connected to the house at the edges where you could see it caulked to the wall, and underneath there was only a vast, gaping chasm. I was terrified that at any point during a bath or shower, the caulking would give way, or the bottom of the tub would drop out, and I'd go plummeting into the depths of the earth.

Of course, this is very silly.

But even now, every so often during a shower, I'll get a slightly nervous tingle in my psyche, and quickly check the seams around the tub to make sure that there are no obvious cracks…

When my sister and I were kids, our mother bought us some mouthwash for the first time. My sister was all excited, but only knew about mouthwash from what she saw in TV commercials. So, I watched her as she poured herself a capful of the red cinnamon solution, emptied it into her mouth, and proceeded to swallow rather than spit. She followed this up with a hearty 'Ahhhh!".

When I was 10, whenever I stopped the shower, I always hear this weird gurgling noise. When I was that age, I thought it sounded sort of like a small roaring, like a lion. So I finally decided it must be a lion under or shower, and when I turned off the shower, he had to stop showering too. Then because he was thirsty, he kept roaring until I turned the shower back on again for a few seconds.

When I was young and I was having a bath, my Dad would tell me to shut the door so a draft didn't come in, but because of his accent I thought he said a giraffe. I was always waiting for a giraffe to come in the bathroom.

When I was younger, I used to believe that sharks could get into the bathtub and eat me. My dad used to add the soap before I went to take my bath. I was scared that if the water was cloudy, a shark could be hiding in there and I wouldn't know it until it was too late. I seriously wouldn't take a bath unless the soap was added after I got in so I could check for sharks. To this day whenever I take a bath, I still have the habit of adding soap after I get in. :)

After I watched Pearl Harbor with my parents when i was oh 7,8, or 9 i thought that when i tured on the faucet oil would come out and burn and kill me. I was scared to bathe for a few days, but i got over it. It was really scary hearing about the people whose skin came off and all of th people who died.