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I believed that by falling asleep flat on my back my heart would stay in the middle (where it belonged) and if I slept on either side my heart would fall over there, a disaster!
I use to believe that when you went to sleep you left you body and went to stand before God. He would ask you questions and give you instructions then you were returned to your bed. Of course when you woke up in the morning your had no memory of the meeting.
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.
About 4 years ago, I watched a freaky movie about small creatures that sucked the air out of you while you were sleeping. They stood on your chests, took deep breaths, and boom, you're dead.
I was so mortified that for the following year, I never slept on my back, face up.
For years and years I used to believe that when you fell asleep, you died and that a new you inherited your body and all your memories. I was so scared to go to sleep on Christmas Eve and the night before my birthday because I thought it would actually be the new me who got to experience the day rather than the me that I was that particular day. I'd try to stay awake all night and outsmart the new me so I could experience a longer lifetime than other people and so I wouldn't lose Christmas or my birthday to whoever took over my body.
Once my mom told me that I woke up one night screaming "bloody murder". I didn't know that saying, so I thought I literally was yelling "bloody murder". I told all my friends at school what I screamed.
Since I would always hear that getting a good nights sleep would make you grow, I thought that little elves would come into your room while sleeping, chop off you foot, and snap in another piece of ankle liek a Lego. It wasn't until later that I realized that if this was true people would have very long ankles.
My father always told me that if I wore socks to bed I would grow hair inbetween my toes.
When I was little I used to think if I didn't fall asleep with my face facing the wall then a fire or burglary would happen at night.
When I was little, I though death was going to sleep and never waking up, so I was terrified of having a nightmare and not waking up.
When I was younger, I thought that when people were sleeping at night, their heart stopped for a while to rest, and then in the morning, it started beating again, so we could open our eyes. One morning, when my mum told me i had to wake up to go to school and i should hurry up, I told her that I'm waiting for my heart to start beating.....
I believed that dreaming involved sinking through my mattress and into an ever-changing fantasy world under my bed. This is due to one dream I vividly remembered as a child that began with a 3rd-person perspective of my body falling through my bed and into another world. While awake, I would often search under my bed for this world.
When I was about 5 or 6 I used to believe that my mother never slept. I thought she was a superwoman. I used to think this because when I went to bed at night, she stayed up late doing housework tasks like ironing, cooking or sewing. And when I got up in the morning, she was already up with breakfast ready on the table. That was crazy! I remember thinking, 'how does she do it?' Also she never rested on the sofa, so I was worried about her. I was always wondering why my father and I slept every night but she didn't. Finally I realized the truth; she did lots of things during the day but she did sleep at night.
once, when declaring to my parents that i was going to stay up all night long, i was informed that morning would never come unless everyone on earth went to sleep. only then would the sun come up again. i fell asleep waiting to see if it was true.
My sister Liz used to tell me that when you went to sleep at night, little worms would crawl out of your body, and then crawl back INTO your body before you woke up and got out of bed in the morning. I was so worried that some of them might get stuck or lost in the sheets during the night. And what if I had to suddenly jump up out of bed in the middle of the night and go to the bathroom ? How would all those little worms get back into then?
I woke up once from a bad nightmare, I was facing the wall. For a long time I believed I only had nightmares if I slept facing the wall.
When I was a child (obviously) I believed whatever thought I had just before falling asleep would be what I dreamt about. I used to lie awake for hours, thinking about Sea World...
I used to think if you grabbed onto something hard enough in your dreams, you could wake up with it in your grip.
For weeks I would dream of things, bear hug them or grip them as hard as possible and when I woke up, I would search the bed to see if I was able to bring them into the real world with me.
I remember always thinking that when I went to sleep, my eyes would roll in the back of my head and watch a movie of what I did during the day (a dream).
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.