When I was little my grandfather would take my family camping on the 1000 Islands. One night when I was 5 he told us a scary story about the click-click-slide monster, a deformed woman with really long fingernails that she drags herself around on. From that point on, i got that thought that she lived in the outhouses on the island and she would reach her finger nails up and grap you if you sat down. That thought was probably put in my head by my grandfather, actually....
A childhood belief about fear of
others believed things like this
- If you click a pen to much you will disappear Anon
- I used to believe that the cows owned by my grandfather slept lying on the ground like a human at night.— Eric
- When i was little, i thought Santa Claus was my grandfather— Junie
- my grandfather told me that soy sauce was bug juice.Anon
- i used to believe that if i bit my fingernails then a finger would grow in my stomach— polly
- When I was small my Grandfather told me that the reason I had freckles was from throwing pebbles in the sewer!— All Grown Up Now!