make-believe

I used to believe…

When I was really little my grandmother had this house that was up in the Catskill mountains in upstate New york. It was a nice house, but there was something wrong with the heater. (I believe it was the heater.) and whenever it came on it made this loud noise with almost like a whistle noise in the beginning. Anyways, for the longest time I would hear it and get scared. So my grandma would jokingly say, "Oh, that's just my friend who lives in there, you cant see him because he's a ghost! " I believed her, but as I got older I kind of found out on my own she was kidding. I look back and think of how silly it was to believe such a thing.

I used to think there were ferocious alligators that lived under my bed, but only at night. So if I needed something in the middle of the night, I could not get out of bed under any circumstances, because I would get eaten. Instead, I would SCREAM for my parents to come turn the light on first.

I used to believe…

When I was young, monsters ruled the night. There were, however, some rules.

1) They could not get you if you were completely under the covers (really tough without A/C on hot nights).

2) Monsters could not get you when you were in the bathroom, so the first dangerous part was getting there. You had to sneak there so they couldn't hear you. If mom or dad heard me on the way, I'd run back to my room and hide under the covers, because my cover was blown.

3) After going to the bathroom, the monsters could hear you flush and would rush to try and catch you. Thus, each time I flushed, I ran back to my room as fast as possible (where I put my head under the covers). I always believed I had to be in bed before the toilet made its final gurgling "glug-glug", or I would be monster food. [This wouldn't be possible today with some of the newer, pressure-assist toilets that clear fast.]

As I got older, the changed a bit. After all, monsters got hot, too--especially with all that fur and those scales, so I figured I'd be safe it at least my ankles stayed under the covers.

To this day, even on the hottest nights, I still like to have my ankles under the covers.

I used to believe that an evil witch would get me when I was trying to sleep at night. I would always tell my mom that I was scared. The witch in the Snow White movie was really scary to me at the time. Being in the dark creeped me out, because I thought a witch could fly in through the window and attack me.

I used to think there were alligators under my bed. Everytime I got out of my bed I would stand on it and jump as far from it as I could so that they couldnt catch me.

I knew that santa would come into the house through the chiminy n get gifts for christmas, so i used to ask my parents to rent a house which has chiminy no matter it has fire place or not...

I used to believe…

My dad used to tell my brother and I that the reason Santa's elves shoes were pointy was to poke out the eyes of any boys or girls who caught him delivering presents. Needless to say we were in bed asleep through the night on Christmas eve in order to keep our eye balls intact.

I used to believe…

Growing up in warm, humid Texas, we never had a fireplace in our house. I asked my mom how it was that Santa had managed to get into our house all these years. She told me he had keys to all the houses without fireplaces. I believed that until I was eight or nine, then found out the truth about Santa.

I used to believe that aliens would watch me go to sleep at night because I would always see something by the window or on the side of my bed, but that was probably my imagination.

I used to believe…

when i was little i was convinced that i was always being stalked by ghosts, and because of this, for some reason i would never turn of the light in a room withought being completely out of it first!

I used to believe…

when i was young my dad would say that "christmas was around the corner" and so i would ride my bike to the end of the block and around the bend looking for snow and christmas lights.

I used to believe…

Once during music class, my teacher was sitting on a chair facing us, and made mention to something being on the left, but added, "well, my left, your right." I didn't understand how left and right changes depending on the way you're facing and was confused. I decided that this meant that when people become adults a fairy comes and chops off their hands and switches them so their left hand becomes their right.

I used to believe…

Because of a poem, I believed that if I always put pepper in my hair, witches would leave me alone, because, you know, they sniff you before they eat you, and the pepper would make them sneeze and you'd be able to get away!

I once remember trying to grind up a tooth of mine after it had fallen out, believing that if I managed to turn it into a fine powder, I would have created fairy dust. Sprinkling it on myself would then enable me to fly.

I used to put on my fairy dressing up costume, climb onto the sofa and jump off, waving my arms around, believing that I would fly. Needless to say, I always landed on the carpet, but I still kept trying.

I once got worried at Christmas that Santa would bring his reindeer down the chimney and into the house with him, and that the reindeer would poo on the carpet.

I used to believe…

When I was younger I'd spend ages choosing what to leave out for Santa & Rudolf. In the end, I decided on Rice Krispies for Rudolf, because he "must get bored of carrots". On Christmas morning I was so excited when I saw that the Rice Krispies had been spilt everywhere, surely only Rudolf could have done that? Oh dear.