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When I was young there was a small door in the back of my closet that opened into the attic. To keep me out of there, my grandfather would tell me that if I went between the wooden slats where the insulation was, that I would fall straight into the furnace and burn up. That was enough to keep me out of the attic!
I used to believe that the government had camera guys hidden in my closet and if i said anything mean about anyone it would play on Tv for the world to see
When I was about 10 years old, I watched the first Ghostbusters movie for the first time. I believed in two strange things after that. I believed that Gozer was hiding in my closet and was waiting to pop out and kill me, and I also believed that all of the Ghostbusters were in love with me and they were fighting with each other to marry me. Please don't ask, I don't know why...
When I was little, I had a fear of closets. I thought that my bedroom closet had skeletons in it who would drop stuff in my ears at night that would make me their mind-control slave.
i used to believe that my favourite book character lived in my wardrobe but was invisible so i would scare my mom when she heard me talking to myself in the wardrobe!! lol :)
When I was young I was afraid to leave closet doors open and walk by open closet doors because I thought miniature people lived in them and would kidnap me if I did.
I used to think that the DJ from the TV show WKRP lived in my closet. I didn't know his name so I just called him WKRP and he was SCARY!
After watching the TV version of The Lion, The Witch And The Wardrobe I really believed that my wardrobe would miraculously open up to another world. I tried going in there several times and knocking on the wood before I gave up!
my sister told me (and i believed her) that santa's reindeer were living in her closet and he loaned them from her once a year!
i used to believe there was a boogy man so when i was like 5 i would shut the closet door so if he came it would give me more time to get out of my room because he had to open the door.
I used to practice the piano in my grandma's apartment in the basement of our house. I believed that if I played a wrong note, a lion would burst out of the closet door and attack me. But when I did play a wrong note and nothing horrible happened, I figured it would take two wrong notes. And after two wrong notes, it would take three, etc.
I have always thought (and still believe this), that a monster who feeds on fear lives in my closet and if he scares me I won't be able to sleep again. The weird part is my 2 ways to avoid him, fall asleep before 12:15AM or cover myself in blankets and sheets 'cause I think the monster is allergic to the stuff blankets and sheets are made of
as a child my sister and i shared a bedroom and at the bottom of her bed was a huge brown wardrobe, and the only way i could get out of our room was to climb over her bed. well one evening i was about to climb over her bed to go to the toilet when she told me that if i climb over her bed gost and monsters would fly out at me and take me into the wardrobe and would never be seen again. needless to say i never got up to pee
I always insisted on having my closet doors closed when I went to bed. That's because I believed that there were dead bodies attached to my clothes hangers, and when it got dark you could see them, even though they didn't show up if it was light. I had a really vivid imagination, so if the door got left open I could actually see the corpses wearing my dresses.
I truly believed that the devil lived in my closet at night. I remember being more annoyed than angry. I didn't understand why he had to live in MY closet of all places!
When I was young, my father sat with me and watched the movie 'Poltergeist'. The movie convinced me that my closet was a portal that would suck me in randomly, so i used to tie my ankles to my bedposts. When my mom asked me why i did it, i told her i didnt want to die in the abyss. To this day i have never seen a more puzzled look on her face.
I used to believe that if I farted enough, that the vampires and monsters in my closet wouldnt want to come out and eat me, because I was smelly.
I also thought if I was super messy, then they wouldnt want to eat me. Gee how cool was I? Dirty messy room, full of farts. Hey I never got eaten though!
when i was small i thought that vampires lived in my closet and that when u went to sleep they'd come out to bite u and turn u into a vampire.. so i always covered my neck ( still do haha ) with a sheet cuz i thought they couldnt bite through the sheet
my great grandma, when she visited us, would tell me a story each night when i was little. she told me that there was a unicorn in my closet waiting for me to find it. i used to search my closet everyday for the unicorn, but i never found it. but i still believed it was there. it wasnt till i moved that i realised there wasnt a unicorn in my closet.
When I saw ET (Extra-Terrestial) for the first time I was deathly afraid ET. At night, I would sleep with the bottoms of my feet together, afraid that he was going to come tickle them. Also, till this day, (remember the closet scene when ET is looking through it?) I have to close my closet at night (along with my drawers) or else I can't sleep.