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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 think that my furniture, epecially my book case, gave me nightmares when I didn't act the way they wanted me to. I would always have to sleep facing up, without my ears touching the pillow, and the bedroom door always had to be open just the right amount. My stuffed dragon, however, ate bad dreams, so he could protect me.
My grandmother once told my mum that every hour of sleep you get before midnight is equal to two afterwards (to get her to go to be earlier). My mum believed it until she was 40.
I used to believe that I never went to sleep at night. This was because I could never remember the actual moment that I fell asleep, so I just presumed I never did.
When i was 3 i was visitng family in the dominian republic with my mom. at my grandma's house she has a big grandfather clock. My mom told me that if i didn't fall asleep before i hard the midnight chime that cinderella would come and take me to the ball with her and i could never come back. i was so scared i couldnt sleep so when i heard the clock strike 12 i ran to my aunts room and fell asleep under the chair thinking i out smarted cinderella. i was such a spaz
When I was little, I used to be scared of the dark. So I used to go to sleep with a little lamp on. Later, when I was asleep, my parents would switch it off. I used to wake up in the middle of the night and yell for my mum or dad. They would tell me there had been a power cut and that was why it was dark. When I looked out of the window "to see the men fixing the street lights" they were always too far away to see. Hmm...
When I was in Kindergarden I used to believe that when you slept you didn't breathe, so when we would have nap time I would lay down and hold my breathe for as long as I could so It would look like I was asleep. I have no idea why I thought this..lol.
i used to think that when i went to sleep gonzo from the muppets would suck me up through his nose and eat me
I used to believe that "The Sandman" came every night, carrying a little bag of sand, shortly after I got into bed. He would wait outside the window (kindy floating like an angel). When I closed my eyes to go to sleep, he would come in and sprinkle some sand over my eyes, to help keep them shut and help me sleep better. The proof was when I woke up, there was still a little bit of the "sand" in the corners of my eyes.
when my bro was 6 my grandma said she was so tired she would "die" that night. my bro was always going around saying his gramdma had died and came back from the dead until my mom told him it was just a saying and it meant she was going to sleep good!
I used to believe that when people are sleeping they stop breathing. So when it was time to go to sleep and i wasnt asleep asleep yet, my mom would come check on me so i would hold my breath and close my eyes.
When I was little I used to hear my dad snoring in bed at night, I thought that it was an alligator in there trying to eat the sheets off the bed gulp by gulp so he could get to my parents.
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 used to believe that in my sleep I wrote, scripted, directed and starred in my own dreams. I seriously believed that I was the best dream director in the world! I also believed that in the future there would be a way for me to record and then project my dreams onto a cinema screen!
When I was a child, I used to believe that when we slept, we stopped breathing.
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 in kindergarten, I used to think that people stopped breathing when they went to sleep. After learning from my mother that they didn't, I was shocked!
At some point when I was little, I had some eye-related illness, and there was one time when my eyelids got sort of glued together. Because of that, I was afraid to keep my eyes closed too long for some time. But I knew people slept with their eyes closed. So at night, I would periodically close my eyes for a short amount of time, thinking that it would be enough. I remember some dreams from that time, though, meaning that proper sleep eventually set in.
I was told that if you sleep on your back you swallow your tongue...I have been sleeping on my side ever since
I used to believe that it was very likely that I would die in my sleep while I was still a kid. I thought that just the act of sleeping was enough to cause a person death.