make-believe

I used to believe…

Until I was told the "truth", I used to believe that the easter bunny was 6ft tall because he could leave candy above the doorway...Never quite sunk in that my dad was 6ft too...

I used to believe…

when i was younger my grandpa used to tell me that there was a monster named pig face and that he would sneak around at night and eat bad little kids or kiss them and turn them to dust.he also said that pig face smelled bad so every time we would smell something bad i would think it was pig face. i beleived that till i was about 11 but i was still a little frightened at night to go out in the dark.

I used to believe…

when i was little i used to think that a witch lived in my bathtub.

I used to believe that everything I said was being transported into space, and if the 'aliens' out there heard it, they would know where eart was, so they could come and kill all of us. I was not a very talkative child.

I used to believe…

My dad used to tell me that if I didn't eat all my dinner, then a monster would chase me around the house. I believed him for years.

I used to believe…

When i was little my bedroom was on the first floor near the window, and thought that a witch lived outside my window and she would let people in if they had the secret password. who knows why but every once and a while i would leave a note in my bible for her to get.

I used to believe…

When I was about five years old i used to belive in the "Boogie Man"..now, this boogie man would grab you and eat you if u were in the dark alone....well thats what my 9 year old brother had told me. I wouldnt walk outside in the dark if someone payed me until my mothers friend told me she saw the Boogie man on her way to our house and ran him over and all his snot went all over her car and I asked her if I could see her snot covered car, she told me she would take me outside in a few minuets....little did I know her husband ran outside and put green silly string all over the front of her car!! I belived the boogie man was finnally dead afetr 3 years of being terrified of him.

I used to believe…

When I was about 8 or 9, i went to my friends sleepover and we talked about Bloody Mary. She told me that if you use the toilet at midnight, Bloody Mary would come out of the toilet and stick a knife up my butt. I pictured this in my head, and would NEVER use the toilet without watching the hole in there while I went. Sometimes if I thought she was coming, I'd poop a little extra so it would land on her head. Sometimes I even still check for Bloody Mary.

I was always embarassed because I had believed in Santa Claus until I was in third grade. Then I found out that my dad had believed in Santa Claus until he was in junior high!

I used to believe…

My parents invented "Mr. Tooth Decay" when I and my brother were small. I envisioned him looking like the Mr. Bubble guy, only green,scowling and carrying a pic ax. Mr. Tooth Decay would knock on the bathroom wall (while staked out in the closet on the other side) whenever my parents felt we weren't spending enough time or effort brushing our teeth. Our parents told us if he made it into the bathroom, he would take out our teeth and run away with them. My brother and I totally fell for this and lived in constant fear of his arrival. Sometimes, Mr. Tooth Decay wouldn't even make it into the house, instead my dad or mom would yell, "He's coming up the walk right now!" We'd run to the bathroom and start brushing like mad. To this day I still jump if I hear an unexpected knock while brushing my teeth. I wonder what my parents were thinking scaring us like that!

I used to believe…

When I was little I used to believe that there were "purple flying snow frogs" in the coners of my room at night. So my mom would give me a water bottle filled with water so squirt at the "Purple flying snow frogs".

I too was terrified of the "Bloody Mary" mirror trick. In fourth grade, a new girl moved into town and she showed me scars on her stomach that she said "Bloody Mary" had given her. Even to this day I get nervous around mirrors in the dark. I'm always afraid that I'll suddenly scream "Bloody Mary" three times and she'll show up. I've always been too afraid to try it.

I used to believe…

When I was little, I sincerely believed that there were two ghosts that only I could see. One of them was an English butler who lived in the corner of my dining room. The other one was a drunk, lecherous cowboy with a gun that layed under my grandma's pool table in the basement. It took me years to stop believing in them.

I remember once, the first Christmas I remember, (in kindergargen), we went to my uncle's house for Christmas, and while we were driving the two hour drive back, I thought that Santa would've left more presents for us at our house, and was sorely disapointed that he hadn't, even though my mom told me he probably wouldn't have.

I used to believe…

My mother would tell me that "The 10 o'clock Horses" come every night to make sure kids are asleep before 10 pm! Of course, i was too terrified to go sleep but always dropped off!

I used to believe…

you know after you look in a bright light, and you close your eyes or blink how you can still see the glare that remains in your vision? I used to think that those were monsters, and could only be seen if you blinked enough.
I feared them.