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Once when I was little I heard my dad referring to somebody as being "in the closet" and thought they really were locked inside of a closet somewhere and couldn't get out.
Then I met the guy in question and his boyfriend, and everything got cleared up.
when I was about 4, I used to think that on Black Friday, everything would actually turn black. A half a year ago I got a pair of white boots which I thought were the ugliest things, but I would have loved them black. I woke up on Black Friday and was very disappointed to see that they were still white.
My brother had a stamp of two little feet - foot prints, and I guess one day while I was not in my room he went and stamped them all over my closet door. I honestly believed there was a little man living in my closet... looked for him all night and day. lol
When i was little, like 5 or 6, i beleved in every closet in the house had big headed family members that came out every friday nightthey came out and ate you. So one friday night, i was in my room, and when i fell aslep, i woke up in the middle of the night. I looked at the closet and a big headed verson of my dad came out. Then he started talking. He was very nice. Then i woke up. and my mom was standing there. it was the weirdest dream ever!!!
Well I have 3 boy cousins, and whenever my best friend was at my house, we would run in my closet and jump ontop of all the stuffed animals in there. So when I jumped ontop of them I thought I was hurting my stuffed animals and I would complain to my friend that we were hurting them and she'd keep telling me to shut up.
I used to believe that my clothes just kept shrinking and that's why every year, my mom would have to buy me new clothes. What a mysterious world this is!
When we went to our family friend's house when I was little, my brother and their son would try to keep me out of his room, so they told me that there was a monkey in the closet. For some odd reason, this relly terrified me and whenever I would go in there they would open the closet and pretend to reach for something and say they were getting the monkey. I would cry.
this is a true belief that my cousin and i had whene we were about 5 or 6, my grandmother had a trap door in her closet ans my cousin and i asked her what it was for she told us thet it was the door to the devil and if we wernt good hed come out and get us...so my cousin and i spent many hours daring each other to open it, one day we smelled something coming from the door we started getting scared and rab to our grandma telling her the devil was cooking someone, she knowing better relized that something was inded burning and relized she was burning the chicken soup she was making us for lunch nevertheless my cousin and i stayed very far away fron the closet the bedroom and that side of the house untill they finally moved
i used to belive that someone could come threw the door and kill me with a spacegun(but that was when i was 3-4)
That the closet in my livingroom was the entrance to a secret world...When in truth its just where my dad kept old vcr's and video tapes.
At age 12 I got so upset i cried when i went to go get a new pair of jeans, because my old ones had been so good to me and i was afraid their feeling would get hurt because i had had them for like 2 years, even though they were ripped everywhere i didn't want to get new ones. I was the same way with tennis shoes!
when i was about three or four i used to live in this apartment and then we had this really hugh closet in the hallway. I had to pass that closet to get to my room too. I used to think that there was this blue horrible monster in the closet and when i would walk by it, the monster would come out and eat me. One time, I had to go into the closet to get my shoes and then i realized that there was no monster in there.
When i was about 7 years old I thought that after school all the children came home & hid in my closet & secretly watched me, i was frightened to change my clothes anywhere but the bathroom for years.
I could never figure out where they hid when i opened the doors though.
i used to believe that umpa lumpas live in my closet and they came out and danced around my bed while i was asleep to scare me! now my closet has no doors.
i used to believe that there was a pirate n my closet .
One time when I was maybe 3 or 4 years old, my mom was putting away some clothes in her closet. A support on one of the shelves broke, sending the shelf and its contents crashing to the floor. Angry and annoyed, my mom started muttering, "Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!"
I assumed that she was referring to the closet.
The next day, I asked, "Hey, Mom, can I put the damners in the dammit?" (If a closet was a dammit, clothes must be damners!) After she recovered from her surprise at what had just come out of her young daughter's mouth, she and my dad had a good laugh.
In my grandma`s house, there was a closet with a big boiler tank thing in it and when it was heating up, it made big gurgling noises. When I was small, my cousin told me that it was The Closet Of No Return and there was a big hungry monster ready to eat me inside, which explained the gurgling noises.
When I was four I had a dream that there were blue pit bulls in the closet that ate my sister. After that, my sisters would make me take the blame for their wrongdoings and make me go to bed really early by saying that they would open up the closet and let the blue pit bulls out to eat me.
when i was learning to sleep in my own bed, i was sure there was a lion in my closet. i went up to my door and yelled, MOMMY, THERE'S A LION IN MY ROOM! IT GONNA EAT ME! I did that till' i was 5.
I used to believe that I had 10 seconds to run up the stairs after turning off the lights in the basement or a mummy would get out of the wardrobe and kill me.