When I was a kid, my friend Jessie convinced me that if you looked into a mirror in the dark, Bloody Mary would appear. Of course, I believed her, and to this day I am terrified to look in a mirror in the dark.
As a kid, I lived on the 2nd level of my home, and when I would go down the stairs, the front door was at the bottom. The front door had a huge window on it, and I was terrified I would see Bloody Mary in the glass. I would hold a pillow in front of my face when going down the stairs just so I couldn't see the glass. I am a wuss.
A childhood belief about ghosts
