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I used to believe there was only a finite amount of water for the whole house. The reason my dad was always drawling under the sink or messing about with pipes elsewhere was because he was changing the filters that kept everything clean for us. I was deathly afraid that one day the pipes would get crossed and I would step into the tub and get showered by poo.
I used to have a fear of taking a shower when I was around 7-8, and when I took one I did it as quickly as possible.
I believe King Tut's mummified body would fall out of the ceiling and into the bathtub.
However, what I never questioned is what was King Tut doing on my ceiling...
You know on the back of the toothpaste, where it says, "Children under 7 should only use a pea-sized amount of toothpaste"? Well, I really couldn't wait till I was 7, and on my 7th birthday, woke up, and I can vividly remember saying to myself, "YES! I can use more than a pea-sized amount of toothpaste!"
I was very strange.
Thanks to Stephen King and Alfred Hitchcock, I believed that if I shut my eyes for ANY reason while showering that I would most certainly open them to find a psychopath in front of me, wielding a butcher knife (right there in the bath tub with me, ha ha). My worst nightmare was getting soap in my eyes. It happened once or twice and I hysterically wiped at my eyes before I got "killed". This is hilarious now but I remember feeling terrified. :)
When i was young (around 5) i would always feel cold when comeing out of the shower. I always had wondered why so the most logical explination was that there was a cold monster hideing behind the shower door and when i would open the door too fast he would wake up and breath on me. I later leared that it was just the Air Conditioning vent and if i opened the door too far the cold air would come right to me
When I was very young, about 4 or 5, we used to spend a lot of time at my grandparents' farm house. Now at the time, they weren't that well off, so the bathroom was just a step up from an outhouse. It was a bucket with a toilet lid in the basement corner. Well basements are already creepy enough for a child, let alone a little girl. There used to be all these spiders with really long legs, and my mom would explain to me that they were daddy long legs. This really bothered me, and I never wanted to use the bathroom and would fight with my mom. She finally asked why and I said that daddy long leg spiders had to be boys and I didn't want boys to watch me pee. My grandparents still get a good chuckle over that one.
my sister told me that you can't go to to the toilet during a thunderstorm, because you would die when you pee. and i totally believed it until i was like 11 years old.
When I was a kid, my mom didn't want me to get burnt by hot water so she told me "always turn on cold water first, never hot water first!"
So I asked her: "Will it explode if I turn on hot water first?"
And she answered - probably absentmindedly- "yes!"
I never ever ever ever ever turned on the hot water tap first! XD Even now - I'm 22 - I would feel strange doing so!
But I never got burnt anyway so thank you mom!
You know that hole at the top of the sink to prevent overflow? I used to believe that any water that went down there went straight to Africa to the people that didn't have fresh water, so I spent hours cupping my hands diverting water from the tap down the hole!
When I was about 4 or 5, I asked my mom what happened to the bath water once it went down the drain. She told me it went to a plant. She meant a water refinery plant, but for a while after that, I thought that somewhere out there was a plant so big it needed everyone's bath water to grow. :P
I used to believe that I could take a bath and talk into the water spout and anyone else taking a bath could hear me.
When I was 6 I used to believe that all plumbers were secretly puffafish and thats why they had to work with water-related appliances etc. The next time our plumber came to install the shower I cried and hid in my room because I thought he was going to puff up and eat me
I used to believe that if i didn't check behind the shower curtain everytime i used the bathroom someone malevolent would be behind it and would get me at a very vulnerable moment...each time i'd stand at the threshold of the bathroom and psyche myself up to run in a grab the curtain to check...i still do it sometimes in stranger's bathrooms...
I used to think that bidets were for washing babies!
My brothers and I always loved baths. One time my dad was trying to get him out of the bath water that was, by this time freezing cold. My dad started to drain the water and near the end the drain made a loud, sucking noise. Horrified my brother asked, "Dad what's that?!" My dad responded with outreached arms, "I DON'T KNOW!! HURRY UP GET OUT!!!!"
The tub moster was a chilhood fear of my brother for years.
When I was 6 and was taking a shower, I used to believe that the yellow bag hanging was for me to use. My mom came to check on me and found me peeing in her bag. She got a good laugh.
i never liked to stay in the bath long, because when my fingers started going wrinkly i thought i was slowly turning into a mermaid.
When I was about 4 we had a bathtub w/ feet. I would never ever go into that bathroom b/c I didn't want the tub to have any opportunity to chase me around.
Several years ago, my dad got a new motorized toothbrush, and it had lots of settings, the names of which showed up on a screen. One of the settings was "massage," but I misread it as "message." So I thought the motor and sound pattern was hiding a hidden message.
Also, when I finally discovered that it said "massage," I misinterpreted that. I didn't know that the massage was for your gums, so my dad was really mad at me when he saw me rubbing my back with his toothbrush!
When i was like 10 i truly, honestly, believed with all my heart that Elvis lived in my bathtub and he would come out and play with me sometimes.