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When i was younger My granmother told me if i went to bed without washing my face the angels wouldnt come down to protect me as i slept,it worked! I never went to bed without washing my face.
I used to believe that nightmares were actually movies that satan was screening in my mind.
When I was young, ever since I can rember, and until I was probley 10, I was strange.lol. I would lay down to sleep, and start dreaming that I was a butterfly, I would live out life as a butterfly in these dreams. And right before I woke up, I would lay down and start dreaming about being a human (as a butterfly) I had thoughts and everything in my dream.And each night, my stuff from the nights before dream would be tied in or continued, so I really had a 'life' So for years, I never really knew if I was a human or a butterfly. Because I was always dreaming I was living the life of the other one.
When i was little i used to think that any teeth that were under a pillow the tooth fairy took so every night i was terrified of sleeping with a pillow in case my head slipped under the pillow and the tooth fairy came and took all my teeth out every night my mom tried to get me to sleep with a pillow but i refused every time!
I blamed my small chest on my sleeping on my stomach until I was 16. I figured that sleeping on your side was the best way to get bigger. No matter how I tried, I would wake up sleeping on my stomach. It was when I asked my friend (who is really big in THAT department) what way she slept and she said on her tummy that I stopped believing.
when i was little, i used to hear a drumming sound in my ear when i went to sleep. i thought it was little men marching down a staircase like my ear was an airplane (or "ear"plane :P) and they were marching onto my pillow. i thought that for the longest time...i still dunno what that drumming sound is :/
When I was in either first, or second grade, I used to believe that anyone who appeared in my dream at night, must have actually been there too, and would remember it just as I did. The dreams in which a girl I liked appeared, made me believe that she would understand, when I saw her at school again, why I liked her.
When me and my brothers didnt want bad dreams before we went to sleep, we begged our parents to spray this stuff around our beds that gave us good dreams. Only soon after, i found out it was deodarant.
I thought that, when people slept, their hearts stopped and didn't start beating again until they woke up. It made sense to me at the time.
I use to believe that you could pry open your eyelids and say Its a nightmare to stop having a nightmare.
I used to believe that when i was awake, someone else was dreaming what i was doing and when i was sleeping...the dreams i was having was someone else's daily life. (so they were sleeping while i was awake...and i was sleeping while they were awake!!)
When I was little, I used to think that if you woke up fast enough that you could see yourself sleeping
Call me crazy but i believed it for a really really long time until I was like 8 or something like that.
I have been a very restless sleeper my whole life, especially when I was younger. Sometimes, I would wake up completely turned around, with my head at the foot of my bed. I thought gnomes came in my room in the middle of the night and turned me around :p
When I was small I believed tomorrow only came because I went to sleep. I thought if only I could stay awake all night it would always be today.
When I was little my daddy told me that if I didn't go to sleep there was a man called the Sand Man that would come around and throw sand in my eyes, mouth and nose until i go to sleep
I used to believe when I was 5 that I was special because I couldn't get to sleep until 11pm at night
i used to think that when you went to sleep you stoped breathing so when i was trying to get to sleep id hold my breath abd think it would help me get to sleep faster.
I used to believe I went to a secret land (I called it Gwerky) - I thought I always went there at 9pm (I guess my bedtime was earlier than that). And I believed that I got awards - like badges on some sort of special suit - there if when I had cereal like Grape Nuts I made it into different shapes (like covering the bowl so it's like tarmac or into a moon shape)
At one point, I was convinced that if you had a dream about a particular person, they had the same dream. My theory was disproved when I approached my older brother one day about a dream we had the night before. He had no idea what I was talking about.
I could never sleep with my back to the wall because I thought that Marty Feldman was going to come through it and pull me out onto our roof. And if I slept facing the wall, a one eyed Big Bird would do the same thing. Something about the eyes...