A childhood belief about in my closet

i used to believe that my house was actually the site of an ancient egyptian burial mound (i live in minnesota, but i LOVED egypt). i made myself treasure maps and headdresses and held "egyptian ceremonies." one rainy day, my friend and i found a panel in the back of my closet that could be removed, and we decided that a mummy was probably inside. we got ourselves all psyched up for the treasure that was buried with the mummy, and we got nervous too--there was a thunderstorm outside! finally i got the courage to peek behind the panel and --it was a mummy! or so i thought--upon closer inspection it was a heating pipe wrapped in white tape, but i was scared fpr years of the mummy in my closet, and i never opened the panel again.