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A childhood belief about basements

My family loved basements. Our first house they told me was haunted and a ghost lived in the basement. When I was 3 someone decided to REALLY convince me there was dead people in the basement so they put a headstone in the basement. My mother sent me down to get a jar of preserves and I came back up screaming.
In our next house (we moved when I was 5) our basement was bigger and each area had its own monsters. The old coal storage area was full of giant spiders that would eat you, the side room was full of vampires who would suck your blood, and the dark back corner had a nameless monster. No one had ever seen it because it stayed in the shadows, but if you went back there you you would never be seen again.

— theresa

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