When I was little my sister told me that there was a man that walked up and down our road at night and looked in your window and watched you sleep. She described him as being half alive with no scalp, you could see his brains. She said he carried a candle to walk with on dark nights and had a pet that changed everytime she talked about him (half racoon half snake, half wolf half bat that sort of thing)I was super gullible I guess because I believed in it till I was 10 or 11 then she told some cousin that she made it up. I was so mad. I should have known, that night she came in and said she ran over him,
A childhood belief about monsters
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- I used to think Jane Austen was related to the Bronte sisters, maybe like their cousin or step/half-sister.Anon
- An hour and a half is exactly the same as half an hourAnon
- I used to think you could die if you jumped half way down the stairs. Anon
- i used to believe that if there were bombings, that the world will split in half.. — kins