When I was little, I would stay the night at my grandparents' quite often, and the door to the attic was in their hallway. If I ever acted up, my grandpa would threaten to go tell Grandma Moses, and she would come out of the attic and cook me in her stew. It worked very well, especially when my grandma would be in another room hitting the ceiling with a broomstick.
A childhood belief about monsters
others believed things like this
- I used to believe that My grandparents didn't have any other name except grandma and grandpa.— Emelia
- i used to believe that a mortgage was a big pirates chest that my mom and dad used to keep in the attic. — lou
- I used to think that a family of evil bears lived in my grandparent's attic.— jasonchic
- i used to believe that edward scissorhands lived in our family friend's attic.Anon
- When I was a child, I used to believe that the school attic was full of ghosts and elfs.— Lia
- Once I thought these two teenagers who used to wash my mums car lived in our attic. Hahaha!— Roxanne