When I was 6 and my brother was 4, I told him that if he touched anything that was the color of gray, that this man would come get him in the night, and the only way that the Gray Man wouldn't get him is if he put out an offering, and he believed me. He even walked around with washcloths on his feet so he wouldn't touch the dust, cuz dust is gray.
A childhood belief about monsters
others believed things like this
- i was afraid to use my dad's hairbrush because i thought it would give me gray hairs.Anon
- I used to believe that if you drank coffee before you were an adult, your skin would turn gray. Anon
- My mom called the dust under my bed kitties i believed there was kitties living under my bed.— Kathy
- I used to believe that the dust on top of doors was poisonous.— draconid
- What about "Another one buys a Datsun." You know, instead of "Another one bites the dust.— e-man
- I used to believe that the song "Another one bites the dust" was "Another one rides the bus"— Emmy