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My older brother and I lived in the 3rd floor apartment of a house until I was 4 (he was 6). I thought the best part of moving was that I could take longer baths. My Mom had told us we couldn't stay in the tub too long because our landlord needed to take a bath too and wouldn't have any water until ours went down the drain into his tub. In our own house, I figured we wouldn't have to share!
When I was younger, I thought the shower water was pumped from the drain back up into the shower head, so I was afraid that if I peed in the shower, it would come raining back down on me and that grossed me out. Of course, I found it wasn't true, but even still, I won't pee in the shower.
I use to believe that the pink bag in the shower was a flower. I filled the flower with pee. My mom found it and said to me, Stop peeing in my enema bag.
When I was little (five or so), my mom must've told me not to flush garbage or something down the toilet. I assumed that if I did, she would know somehow. For many years afterwards I pictured a room like an aquarium with people watching a stream of water through huge windows, seeing what came down with each flush. I never figured out how they would tell which wads of toilet paper came from which toilet, though.
When I was small I used to see the "TOLET" sign and think people were renting out toilets for desperate customers.
I used to believe that when I flushed the toilet, a monster would appear in the bathroom and so I ran away immediately.
I thought the water that came out of the bathroom taps came from a tank on the roof and wasn't clean like the water from the kitchen taps. I used to imagine there were dead pidgeons floating in a vat of stagnant water on the roof. I still don't like baths. Just can't shake that 'dirty water' image...
I used to think that there was a dragon that lived under the bathtub and when you drained the water, he swallowed it!
When I was young, I heard a lot of talk about nuclear war. Something put the idea in my head that if I was in the bathtub I would be safe.
One Halloween when I was about 2 or 3 some guy decided to let off firecrackers in the field across the street. I imediately dove in the bathtub. This came in handy about a year later when our neighbour got into a shoot out with the police. (Yes, it was a bad part of town). We moved shortly after that. When we got to the new house, I was sure to pick out the room directly across from the bathroom.
I used to believe that every time anyone washed their hands or turned the water on in the bathroom sink, the water was pouring into the small drawer that was under the sink. I had no idea that what was REALLY in that drawer was spare toilet paper! I was afraid that one day, the drawer wouldn't be able to hold all the water and the door would bust off and the water would burst out and my house would flood.
I had all these little plastic frogs that I would play with in the bathtub, and sometimes I would put them in their round pink boat and push them around the tub. 7 years later in sex ed I learned what a diaphragm looked like...thanks mom!
My Scottish Grandfather would tell me after a bath that if I didn't dry off rapidly, that any part of my body that the water would dry on would fall off. I still dry myself as fast as possible to this day... 37 years later
Because of Hey Aranold, I thought that there was a little person and he was so poor the had to live under the toilet so I would flush my Dads money
Between the ages of 4 and 12 I would think that everytime I flushed the toilet a small red dianosaur would come out and chase me from the toilet...
Most the time I didnt flush and if I did I would blot out of there
I used to believe there was a tony ballerina under the drain of the tub that made the water spin when it drained.
Like many kids, I was so scared of taking a bath after seeing the movie JAWS. I believed that Jaws could come up through the faucet or that he was waiting for me.
When I was about 5 or 6 I believed that an evil Spiderman lived in my bathtub. I would always stand as far away from the shower curtain as possible while still being able to reach it and throw it open to check for him before shutting the door to use the bathroom. I have no idea where that one came from...
When I was little, I loved singing really loudly in the tub with the shower doors shut, because it would echo. Mom stuck her head in one time and said I would lose my voice forever if I didn't stop. From that time on,I would forget during baths until the next time I started to sing, and then I would suddenly stop.
When I was young and use to take baths, my mother would pull the drain in the tub and there would be a glug-glug sound
I believed that in the drain lived a family of bath tub people that drank the water as their food, one day there was a perticulary scary sound that came from the drain and what i believe to have happened was that the daddy bathtub person got greedy and drank all the familys water and exploded as a result
Until my adolescent years, I believed that if you went into the shower on one side of the curtain, you had to leave on the same side. If you left the shower on the other side, you would be in another evil dimension.