in my closet

I used to believe that a white gorilla from an episode of Star Trek lived in my closet. I had gorillas issues.

SnowWhiteEMT

When I was five I believed the Crypt Keeper lived in my bedroom closet (from insisting upon watching tales from the dead one night), I wouldn't allow my mother to turn the bedroom lights off at night until the closet was closed, so the keeper wouldn't get me as I slept.

I did, however, hold nightly conversations with her (I decided it was a female), about damn near everything.

... To this day I won't sleep without my closet shut.

Ryn

When i was little I used to seriously believe that Frankenstein lived in my closet. Every night I looked in the way back (where there was a small crawl space) and never saw anything, but I insisted that he came out after the lights came out. Then my dad told me that Frankenstein is over 7 feet tall and couldn't possibly live in the closet, So I thought he must be able to magically shrink and needed to get out and stretch at night!

Frank-in-a-box

I believe that when I sleep toys come alive.I try to catch them by telling my sister that I was coming downstairs to play with her,and carefully I try to peep through the keyhole.I still believe that and I am scared because I don't really play with them and they might come against me.So I suggest to put a camera when they are not looking and see if they are real or not.

slick

When I was a child I used to believe that I could travel to Narnia through my closet and also think that if I broke my TV all my cartoons would come out of there.

Evelyn Tipan

When I was younger, I believed that this very large baby lived in my brother's closet and that he ate everything in sight. He name was the "yum-yum boy" and he haunted my dreams. It was also my belief that when the toilet was flushed, the yum-yum boy would come out of the closet and eat me. Whenever I went to the bathroom, I would prepare to run down the stairs as fast as I could as soon as I flushed the toilet. I'm still here....

Tracie

I used to think that if you watched a horror movie, the monster or bad guy of the movie would be allowed to leave the movie and go in your room at night. Then they would watch you from the closet or under the bed and wait til you were alone to attack. I used to get sooo scared. Especially after watchin that movie When a Stranger Calls. I thought that the man would come and get me in the middle of the night. Honestly, i still do sometimes!

ahm

When I was about 6 I used to think if I left my closet open when I was just about to go to sleep that the clothes would walk out and get me, but they couldn't if I didn't keep the closet open.

I scared myself so much the one time I left my closet open I made myself belive they were coming out so I had to have my big white bear come save me! So I would slowly crawl to the edge of my bed take my blanket crawl across the floor to where my stuffed animals were then get the bear and sleep with it right above my head as I balled myself right in the middle of the bed.

B*r*A*u*N

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.

Elise

I saw the Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe on TV when I was four, so I decided to go and sit in this huge wardrobe in my parents' room to try and get into Narnia. I sat there for an hour before I realised it wouldn't work.

Minty Catherine

I used to think that Freddie Kreuger was in my closet with his scary nails reaching out under the door crack to get me. I never had my bed next to the closet when I was little!

Angela

I believed that there was a gay person in my closet because I heard someone on the TV say:
"While that god-damn gay get out of the closet already"

Red Sox

I had a nightmare one day that there was a man hiding in my closet and no one believed me and he ended up killing my entire family. For a couple of months I made sure to put various objects around the knobs of my closet to tie it shut. I however still can't sleep with the closet open.

Anon

When I was about 5 I was sooooo afriad of the closet at nite I would rip all the clothes down out of my closet and turn on all the lights and put them back up in the morning so my friends didn't think i was a scarried cat.

Anon

When I was 11 and my brother moved out his room was converted to a storage room. I used to like to hang out there, and since I had no friends to hang out with, I would hang out there with my cats. Well, in the closet there was a little hole in the wall that I barely paid any attention to until my cat started scratching at it. From then on my vivid imagination made me think that that hole led to a path which led to another secret world. And when I brought my cat in there I hoped that he would scratch the hole open, opening the door to the other world.

I always had and still do have a vivid imagination.

ok well when i was younger i used to think that they're were vampires in my closet...so every night in bed i thought that if i covered my neck with my blankets they couldn't get me

Becca

When I was younger, I half-believed that there were monsters in my closet or hiding in the shadows that would come out at night. However, I decided that the monsters were backwards monsters that didn't see things the right way. They could only hurt me if I had my eyes closed, because if you had your eyes open then the monsters were powerless. But when my eyes were closed, they thought my eyes were open and didn't come out, and when my eyes were open they thought they were closed, and so even if they came out they couldn't hurt me.

Alternately, I thought the monsters were easily embarassed and wouldn't come out if you didn't have clothes on. But when you had your clothes on, they thought you were naked, and didn't come out. Since I never slept naked, this meant I was always safe.

Alan Slatterly

A couple of years ago my sister told me that a ghost would be hiding in the closet and when my sister locked me in the closet i nearly died with fright (it was so dark!).

Ghostly

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.

Taylor

i used to believe that if i looked under my bed or in my closet the monster would come and take me into his relm.

tahnee