I used to believe that doorways were evil. And there was one corner at the end of the hallway that was even more viscious. Each doorway in my house had it's own horrible monster. I was particualarly scared of the white fluffball and the bald phantom man. The corner at the end of the hallway was the worse. There was a dead girl with a green face and black and yellow eyes that would peak around, and I would wake up screaming because I was so little that if I dreamt or saw the corner it looked real to me. Now when I think about it, it is kind of embarrassing.
A childhood belief about around the house
others believed things like this
- I had a fear of seeing a person in the corner of the mirror(most of the time a morlock)— Shane
- when I was growing up I truly believed that my neighborhood was the only neighborhood with "THE CORNER"— Brid
- I thought that "heck" was a less horrible version of hell for people who were only KIND OF evil.— Oizys
- when i was young i used to believe a wake was when you waited for the dead person to wake upAnon
- i used to believe that bald people were evilAnon
- The Whit house down the street was the real "White House". — SG