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When I was little someone once told me that when you sleep your body became invisible. So If was asleep and their body was still there, I always thought either they were just pretending to be asleep or they weren't into a deep sleep yet.
When I was really little, I used to pull the covers up to my neck before I went to sleep. I figured that if someone broke into the house and came into my room, they wouldn't hurt me because OBVIOUSLY I was just a head on a pillow. Since the rest of me was covered, no one could tell that it existed except for me.
when i was little i used to believe in this thing called the sock monster. whenever i would wear socks to bed they wouldnt be on my feet in the morning or even in the sheets so i thought there was a monster under my bed who knew i was wearing socks that night and would crawl under my covers and steal my socks. i still dont like sleeping with socks on
I used to think that when you went to sleep, that was considered death. So, my friends would come over, and I'd say that I couldn't play, because my parents were dead.
When I was younger, I thought that if you slept with someone, that they owned your soul.
I used to believe that people always snore when they sleep (I blame my father for this one). So when my mother would come to see if I was awake in the morning, I would perform the "realistic" snore I practiced...it went something like this: Ho-pish-shish-shh. I've never heard anyone snore like that, but I thought I was totally fooling her because my snore was so good.
I used to believe that while I slept, rats and mice would creep out of the walls, cut me in half, slide like a disc in, and magically stitch it all together... I figured if I couldn't see myself getting taller, that's how it must've happened.
I'm still amazed I didn't end up in an asylum.
I used to believe I was part of someones dream & when they were awake, I was asleep. When my mom would make me get up for school, I would wish they would wake up so the dream would be over & I could go back to sleep.
When i was around 9 or so my dad told me that if you sleep on your back with your knees bent upward towards the ceiling, little goblins would sit on your knees and make scary faces, causing you to have nightmares. (apparently a South American myth to scare kids. I dont know) But to this day, i'm 25 years old now, if i find myself even laying with my knees bent i still get a little paranoid about those little goblins getting ready to scare me.
I used to believe that rubbing your fore head, left to right, 3 times with your right hand, kissing your head, then rubbing once more would rub away the bad dreams.
When I was a child, I used to believe that when we slept, we stopped breathing.
When I was little, I thought that if you slept with your arms up at all (like under your head) that little tickle-y men would come tickle you under your arms.
When I was younger, I would sit at the top of the stairs in the middle of the night, listening to my dad snore. I always thought he had a minature lawnmower in his throat (which was obviously why he snored so loud) that would turn on when he was asleep and shave his face.
...What an odd child I was.
I use to think that when you lay your head on your pillow side ways on your ear, there is a little person or silhouette of yourself walking along underneath your hear all alone looking for something. But after all it is the sound of your heart beat.
I used to believe that if you didn't take your socks off at night your feet would turn into jelly
I used to think that when people are asleep, they dont breathe, like when they are dead. I would hold my breath everynight until I either passed out, or fell asleep from boredom of trying to hold my breath.
i used to think when you sleep your eyes turened round to watch performances in your head
i used to belive that people used to sleep walk with their eyes
when i was little i thought to get to sleep, you had to close your eyes and hold your breath. if i couldnt sleep i would lay in bed trying to hold my breath over and over again and trying to remember how i did it the night before.
when i was younger, i thought a flood was when water filled your house to the ceiling in all the rooms. i couldnt swim, so i usually slept with my water wings on my arms. i didnt want my mom to know i was scared for some reason, so when she asked me why i sleep with the water wings, i told her i wore them because they kept me warm.