When I was little my grandparents had this old, creepy unfinished basement where they had just wall to wall toys. Well, I've never liked creepy basements and my grandpa used to wait until I was down there by myself and make scary noises over this old intercom system they had from the kitchen. I truely believed there were monsters down there, and to this day I still have a hard time with basements.
A childhood belief about basements
others believed things like this
- I use to believe that my grandpa invented the wall because his name was WallyAnon
- I used to think that mannequins were real people who had been beheaded. Creepy thought....
Anon - i used to believe that the basement had monsters in it.Anon
- I used to believe that My grandparents didn't have any other name except grandma and grandpa.— Emelia
- I used to believe that at the end of the universe was a big plywood wall.— matt
- I used to believe that the cool aid man was evil and he'd break through my wall and get me.— tammy