When I was young, I used to pick my nose a lot. This was because the Boogie Man lived under my bed and the only way to keep him from kidnapping my blankie was to leave booger offerings on the wall beside my bed.
A childhood belief about picking my nose
others believed things like this
- I heard a mother in the street tell her young son not to pick his nose...because his head would cave in. — Ruby
- I used to think there were little booger factories in your nose that made boogers.— Melith
- Boogers came from magical booger fairies that mined them over night and put them in your nose in the morning.— Vivian
- i used to think that my dad turned into the boogie monster at night if i picked my nose before i went to bed— hollie
- I used to beleive that if I picked my nose the boogie monster would visit me in the night + torture me— gingalinga
- My grandma told me and my sisters that the boogie man lived in her basement and if we cried he would get us.— Paulette