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I used to think if you had your feet sticking out of the covers when you were in bed a monster could get you and you were safe if you were fully covered by a blanket

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My family used to have a cast iron wood stove. It had these two decoritive pieces that curved up, I used to think they were tusks and that the stove was actualy a monster. when you lit it the heat made the metal expand and it would groan. Man, I was afraid of that thing!

— Clapton is Godmake-believe : monsters

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On the second time I had lost a tooth I was dying to find out my tooth fairy's name. The next day I looked my tooth fairy was Oberon. My mum and dad told me so I thought I was so speacil that the faires sent thier king.
Next time I asked if I was talented and he said "Dear Oliver,Yes you are very talented. Love Obreon". This time I'm going to ask in what.

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I thought Santa and St Nicholas were diffrent people. That St Nicholas was one of Santa's Reindeer. His best Reindeer.

I used to have a whole crowd of friends! One was called Captain Crunch. He came from the planet Cereal. It's wierd he looks like a super hero I couldn't have known about. I rember they used to fade away one-by-one. My last one was called Jukyter. He hasn't gone yet

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My sister when she was 6- 8 ( shes no 13) had an imaginary friend who was a full grown man who used to sleep under her bed. to start with she was terrified of him and say he was a bad man and would cry all the time. then she said they became friends and had conversations, one day he siad he had to go to fiji and wasnt coming back. the scary thing is about a year ago some friends of mine were doin the ouiga board and one of their spirit guides told them i used to have one and it was a man called richard who had been a serial killer in his life and was eventually killed. apparently he left me the same time my sister stopped seeing he imaginary friend. none of my friends knew about my sisters imaginary friend.

I used to think vampires lived in my sisters old room and would fight the gremlins in my closet. They were good vampires. The gremlins in my closet spawned from the furby my parents got me. It looked like a mogwai and talked in the middle of the night, even when we removed the batteries. But anyway, the vampires were protecting me from the gremlins because I was charismatic.

I used to think Jesus was a flying zombie who lived in a cave in the woods behind my house. If you were outside by yourself after dark he would catch you and put you in a pit full of unspeakable horrors.

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When I was 3, my neighbor told me she was a witch and she said Godzilla was going to step on my house.

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when i was 9 years old i find out father christmas
was not real by one day i went in to my mum and dads room and i asked my mum and dad if i could have a laptop and one night my mum and dad was down stairs so i went in to my mum and dads room and i saw a laptop and when it was christmas i wack up and the laptop was on the end of my bed saying by christmas

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when i was little i collected Barbie dolls like all the girls i knew at the time... but at night they scared me. i believed that they came to life at night when everyone was sleeping to scratch and pinch and bite people...
now im older and laugh... but i wet the bed a lot when i was little! and it didn't help that my brother would tell me stories of the demon cat in the basement that ate little girls! he'd lock me in the basement and turn off the lights... then i'd have to change my pants again when my screams annoyed him so much that he'd have to let me out.
and my closet... ugh! the light used to flicker for no reason...

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like many i had an imaginary friend... but unlike many my imaginary friend was 93 years old. yeah- she was my imaginary grandma. haha. laugh all you want but she was so real to me. to this day my mom will occasionally make fun of me for it! i was about 3 years old when she... became real to me. i just remember my family talking about my real grandmothers mom... she died. i never met her. but i really wanted to because everyone said she was so nice. im 14 now and i think my imaginary grandmother was my way of making my dead great-grandmother real... and she aged like normal... 93 to 94 until i grew up and she disapeared... she really was one of my best friends.

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For a while I used to go to bed in my best Sunday shoes incase Peter Pan was to come to my window and take me away that night.

— tony baloneymake-believe : fairies

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When I was young, I would write letters to Santa, the Easter bunny, the tooth fairy... and the mailman. I even drew him pictures. I'm still not sure how he ended up being ranked alongside the tooth fairy and Santa in my head! I don't think Mom ever put any of my letters in the mail box.

I am 14 years old and I believe in fairies. I believe that they live in forests, rooms, everywhere!

I am 14 and I still believe in Santa Clause. Once when I was 7 years old he came to our house on Christmas Eve. He knocked on the door and gave me and my brother a teddy bear each, and reminded us to be in bed when we were told to get into our beds. That was an awesome Christmas.

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When I was really young, 3 to 5, I had two imaginary pets. Their names were Dingo and Ginga-winga and they were bullfrogs who lived under the fourth steps of my deck's stairs. I used to crouch on the third step and watch them and listen to their conversations. Occassionally I'd throw bread down there for them. My clearest memory of them was them sitting around facing each other, just hanging out and discussing life.

I used to believe that monsters lived under my bed.
When I complained about them, my babysitter would take a spray bottle labeled 'monster spray' and 'spray' away the monsters.
After a while, I grew sorry for the monsters and tried to apologize to them. I slept under my bed for weeks, waiting for them to come back.

I use to have a imaginary freind when i was 8. On a cold night in december i was calling for her, she diden't come. i found it weird. when i turned 9 i hadent seen her for ages. at night she had came back then she said that she had to go to eygpt and never come back. that was the last time i saw her. she still gives me messages in my head at night.