make-believe

I used to believe…

My mother told me that when I was three or four I used to believe I had babies.

Let me explain. I had a dozen babies and apparently I could make them jump in and out of my stomach when they needed to hide or I was going somewhere.
My mother said she went to sit down beside me one day and I yelled, "NO! You'll crush my babies." I then proceeded to call them all by name and wouldn't let her sit down until they had all jumped in.
I have no recollection of this but...Wow!

I used to believe…

When I was young, the monster I was afraid of was Bloody Mary (the one who you could summon by chanting her name three times in front of mirror), but even more terrifying than her was the man I believed to be her husband, the Wolf-Man. He wasn't actually a wolf at all, that was just his name. He was a guy that drove around in a white pick-up truck, armed with a rifle, and would shoot any children that were not in the presence of an adult. This could happen indoors or outdoors, though he never entered a house, so you were only at risk in front of a window if you were inside. The only room that was safe from him was a cedar closet in my house, because it had no windows, but I believed it was haunted and was jsut as scared of it as I was of the Wolf-Man.

I used to believe…

when i was little i use (even now) had these friends there was like 11 of them but there was my main one john i use to talk to him and he'd help me thru my problems and when i was drivng they wud be going across light posts gaurd walls hop from car to car but one day they told me they had to go to another child that needed them but they wud always be there for me and they are specially john

I used to believe…

when i was litltle i was asleep in my bed and i feel a fingernail scratch my foot i thought it was the toothfairy so i used to write hello toothfairy on my feet at thinking she would see.

i used to have a imaginery frend

I used to believe…

A lot of people were scared of the monster under the bed. Myself, I was specifically scared of this monster I read about in a children's book called the Body, which for some reason sounded really plausible to me. The Body was a like a human being, but it had no bones. At night, it would slither along the floor, and if it saw your foot hanging out from under the blankets, it would grab and suck out all your bones through your toes - and you would become the next Body.

My solution was to make sure my blanket was always tucked under my feet when I slept so the Body couldn't get my foot. To this day, I have trouble falling asleep if I don't have a blanket tucked all around my feet.

I used to believe…

When I was little, like 4, I thought I was 2 people. One was Stephanie from "Ca'fornia"(that's excactly how i said it) and My Name(privacy) frm Montana.

I used to believe when i was little that unidentified Witches and Monsters would walk past my room every night and i had to sleep with my hair covering my face so that they couldnt see me. So i would make my mom brush my hair down over my face every night. I dont know how i could breathe but im still here!

I used to believe…

When I was around 4-12 I beleived there were monsters ion my room at night. We had a sponge paint job on my walls, and i could swear that some of the random sponge designs were evil faces, one i remeber was like a half woman half werewolf. Also, I beleived there were wicked ants and dwarves under my bed. If any body part hung over my bed the dwarf would slice that body part off with an axe and feed it to the ants and they would carry away the body part. Also, I'd beleive if I moved at all in my bed or made a sound whatsoever wolves would pounce up and eat me. And the sound of my own heart in my ear on the pillow made me think that someone...an axe murderer for some reason was coming up the stairs and those were his footsteps... Yeah... I was a frightened kid and screamed alot at night. The only thing that turned it around was when I was 12 I talked to some native american woman and she told me that the wolves I was so afraid of were really there to protect me and guard me as my spirit friends... so another funny beleif, but i was no longer afraid at night after that, though I still don't sleep with any part of my body over the bed...

I had a lot of imaginary friends. I can`t remember all of them but I remember one very clearly.

I had an imaginary person called Mr Man, who was an old gardener who lived in my back garden and looked after me and my next door neighbour. He was tanned, and he was always smiling. He always wore checked shirts. I can always remember him clearly in my head, even now.

I used to believe…

When I was about 7, I had a poster on my ceiling of one of my favorite child actors, one I had the biggest crush on. I would talk to the poster and sing a specific song to it- "Change the World" by Eric Clapton. I was under the steadfast believe that as I was singing it to his poster, wherever he was he was catching faint echoes of it, and that it would haunt him and be a mystery to him until one day, when (not if) I was to meet him in person when I was also famous and working in the movies, I would very casually and knowingly slip the words "Change the World" into the conversation and he would immediately be flabbergasted as to this stranger knowing about the song that has been following him for so long. Of course, thereafter I win his heart etc etc and move on to more normal fantasies, but for some reason the absolute trust I had in the fact that he could hear the song was so casual and easy- I have a hard time actually 'feeling' the disbelief to it even now, when I know the truth.

I used to believe…

When my cousin and I were in second grade, she told me that we were witches, and for about a year we believed that we were really long-lost sisters from another planet.

I used to believe…

When I was little, I used to believe that in the night a really nasty old lady who looks like a witch called the Ball Snatcher would come in the night with a shopping trolley and cut off your testicles and throw them into the trolley. I don't know why I thought she would come or where I got it from, but it scared me every night :I

I used to believe…

when i was little, my brother and sister told me that i was so ugly, i wasn't aloud to have friends and so the next day at school, i told all my friends that i couldn't talk to them because i was to ugly and i started making imaginary friends and then people saw me talking to my self and then i started to get real friends as i grew older but it really was mean now that i think about it....

I used to believe…

when i was little, i was in the house of mirrors and my brother scared me into thinking that there was a ghost in there so i took off running and hit my face on every single mirror going through....it really hurt!

I used to believe…

My Grandaddy once told me close your mouth when you pass by the bone yards. He also included that if you forgot? A good dose of castor oil an you could flush them spectors right on down to the treatment plant.