I was only five when the movie Scream came out. I remember seeing a preview for it on some talk show, and it terrified me so badly that I started to think the killer lived in my closet. I was afraid to open the door because obviously, he'd stab me in the chest. When I got up every morning, I'd sit there until the sun came through my window and went under my closet door. The sunlight would temporarily vanquish the killer, and then I'd be able to get my clothes out and go about my day as usual.
My mom yelled at me a lot for taking so long to get dressed in the mornings.
A childhood belief about in my closet
others believed things like this
- i used 2 believe when i left my closet door open at
night a skelleton would pop out and wave at me— bex - When I was little, I used to think that a serial killer was a killer who ate a lot of cereal.— believe
- My sibs and I thought that the screen door was called the "scream door" so Mom could yell at us through it. — Kyle
- when I was younger I used to believe a serial killer lived in cereal boxes.— laura
- I thought if I left the door open too long, a dog would come from the cupboard in the washroom and eat me
Anon - That captain hook lived in my closet on the very top shelf.Anon