A childhood belief about vampires

Ok, this is kind of long....
When I was a kid, we had a backyard that we shared with the kids next door that was literally about a hundred acres-it branched off into woods. Being kids, me and my best friend next door and his siblings believed a lot of weird stuff. And somehow (don't ask how) we absolutely convinced ourselves that there were three different types of vampires living in the woods. There was one type of good vampire and two bad ones (one worse than the other) and we were absolutely convinced of this for years. Nothing would dissuade us from that belief, and this was way before Twilight! I remember our parents trying to convince us it wasn't true and us absolutely insisting it was and that we had proof (our proof amounted to a bunch of weird stones we were convinced were old molded bones left from vampire victims.)
The belief eventually died its' death the night my friend and I decided to creep out and "deal with" the evil vampires. We crept outside with our "stakes" (actually long sticks) and basically snuck into the woods. I don't know how long passed until we saw something moving but at some point we heard a rustle behind us, turned and dived at something that definitely was not an animal. Our combined weight was enough to knock the guy to the ground.
Oh, but imagine our horror, when the figure we had knocked over turned out not to be a malicious vampire but my best friend's very angry father, who had come out into the woods looking for us. It turned out us disappearing to fight vampires had actually had the police out looking for us.
From that day on, if you even whispered the word vampire around our parents your name was mud. The belief died a swift and painless death.
The worst part was the fact that my friend and I were not 8 or 9 when this belief faded away. We were almost 15.:)