Toys come alive at night when you're asleepThis section contains beliefs all on a common theme: Toys come alive at night when you're asleep.
When I was younger I had Barbie & Ken dolls and my brother had G I Joe's, the big 12 inch sized ones.
I believed that at night the GI Joe's would beat up Ken and make fun of him.
since watching "toy story"
i used to belive that my toys would come to life after i went to sleep or left my bedroom i remember pretending to leave the room saying "i'll be back in second" and hiding behing the outside of my bedroom door trying to peek at my bedroom through a tiny tiny hole in my door looking at all my teddies and thinking"why are'nt they moving?" i was so upset.
Ever since i was a little kid i had a fear of my stuffed animals or dolls that they came to life when i went to bed or left the room. For that, i never tried to be mean to my toys or anyway to hurt them at all. My father/mother would bring home really old toys and they scared me and i would just say that they're so cool just 'incase'...
When I was I kid I used to sleep with a ton of stuffed animals on my bed. Inevitably, in the morning, I bunch of them would end up on the floor. I believed, wholeheartedly, that after I fell asleep they'd all climb down to the floor and have a party, and the ones who were there when I woke up had gotten too drunk to climb back up on the bed. Shows you what kind of upbringing I had.
as a kid i love watching toy story, i watched it so many time that i eventualy belived that my toys came to life so every five minutes i would pretend i was leaving my room then i would ethier run back into my room yelling "i got ya" or i would get on my hands and knees peeking through the door trying to ,see anything move i have never caught them but i still do it every now and then and im 13!!!!!
My barbies would come to life after I fell asleep. They would discuss how I played with them, so I made sure to give them a kiss every night before bed.
When I was child my mom told me that my dolls came alive at midnight and if I was still awake they would kill me. There is nothing like waking up to pee, seeing it's 11:55 and hiding under your covers shaking because you know if your dolls see you they will kill you.
I used to believe that a magical unicorn lived in the woods behind my subdivision.
I also believed that when no one was around, all of my toy animals would come to life and talk to each other. One day I sat there and told them that I knew that they all talked when I wasn't around and that if they would just admitted it, I wouldn't ever tell anyone.
I used to believe that my stuffed animals came to life at night, one night I put them at the bottom of my bed to see if I could catch them at a different position in the morning, when I woke up they had moved, I was super excited, but once i got older I realized that it was just me that moved them by moving the blankets when I was sleeping
I used to beleive that once asleep my toys would start talking like in Toy Story... I wouldn't dare throw a toy on the floor , I would try to feed them with food and fake my sleep to see if they would start moving etc.
When I was little my babysitter told me that when I was sleeping all of my toys would have a party (an obvious copy of Toy Story). I became convinced that my toys were plotting to kill me and ended up locking them all in my closet - I still get freaked out if my closet doors aren't shut.
My aunt told me that if I was nasty to my toys they would come to life at night and get me. I had to see a psychiatrist aged seven because of my chronic insomnia.
I used to believe (and kinda still do) that your toys came alive at night. Because I thought this, I would never be mean to my toys or intentionally hurt them. If I ever dropped one I would stop, stroke it and kiss it and apologize for being careless. I thought that if I didn't do this, when the toys came alive at night they would hurt or kill you in your sleep.
When I was little, about 5 or 6, I used to think that when I left my room or fell asleep my toys would come alive, Just like in Toystory. So I would leave and say to my toys,"Okay I am leaving now!". Then I would shut my door and leave just a little crack open so I could spy on them......They never did seem to move...I always felt they sensed that I was still there...
I believed that the pictures on my nighties came alive at night and played in my room while i was asleep!!
I thought that when I went to sleep, all of the stuffed animals in my room and all over the world got up and did things that normal humans do, and mine would always go on dates and save the world.
Like many kids, I thought my stuffed animals were alive and had feelings and moved around when I wasn't looking.
However, I took this a step further. I believed that stuffed animals in stores were inanimate, and when you bought them you had to bring them alive yourself. My friends and I had this "spell" that would bring our stuffed animals to life when we brought them home.
Also, I figured that the games I played with them formed their personalities. So if, in my game, two certain stuffies were sisters, or married, or if a certain one was an adventurer, or was snobby, or whatever, then that became reality. I remember being so afraid that these two stuffed dogs who were enemies in my games would tear each other apart at night.
I also thought that if you failed to love your stuffed animals or if you treated them badly, they would eventually return to their inanimate state. So I would make sure and include every stuffie I owned in my games, and give them all a kiss before bed, and tell them I loved them on a regular basis.
When I was a little kid, I used to be deathly afraid of the game "Clue". I thought the characters would come alive at night and kill me. I was afraid to have the game anywhere near my room. I used to make my mother lock it in a closet, and throughout the night I'd get up 4 or 5 times to make sure that the closet was locked.
At my grandmother's house she kept the spare bedroom as her room with all her dolls in it. I had a fear of the dolls killing me in my sleep. I used to lay awake all night long watching them waiting for me to go to sleep. If I laid there long enough I swore I saw their heads turn and their evil eyes look toward the bed. I would force myself to stay awake till daylight. Once I saw it getting light out I would fall asleep because for some reason I believed the dolls could only 'come to life' at night. Then my grandmother would come in and wake me up not long after I fell asleep so we could get ready for church. I never did explain to her why I was so tired after spending the night...
When I was four to six; I had a dream that all my toys grew legs and were marching to the toilet. They would flus themselves and I would not see them again. Every night I made sure to close the bathroom doors and put the toilet seats down.