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When I was little I thought the boogy man's favorite color was pink and I hate that color, years later I found out that my sister told me that so I would stay out of her room.
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I saw my Dad putting Christmas presents under the tree and I whispered his name and he didn't answer so I was convinced that Santa dressed up like everyone's parents to get into the house without anybody calling the police.
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When I was little I had an imaginary friend named Wingwang Zipzap. He was an intergalactic warrior but we hung out all the time. He always wore his cloaking device so humans couldn't see him. He was tall, had one eye on a stalk, and stick-like legs and arms, and a round belly. He was my friend since I was 3. When I was 13 (I was still friends) he was wounded in the battle of Andromeda. He moved into my house after the battle but he had a hard time walking (Nicshine warriors blew his one of his feet off). We still hang out, and his foot got repaired last week, so he can walk better now. He tells anecdotes from wars, from the War of the Universe (100,000,000 years ago) which nearly wiped out life, to the Battle of Andromeda (30 years ago.), which stopped the fighting between Nicshines and Blawblaws (his race) for the first time in 1000 years. I still believe in him and he is immortal.
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When I was in kindergarten I had an imaginary friend named Sam. He (I'm pretty sure it was a he) was a squirrel. I genuinly believed he existed, only he was invisible. When I went to bed I would use my stuffed rabbit to represent him (don't ask). He usually hung out on the roof of my house then went to bed with me (as my rabbit as I mentioned earlier). Then I pretty stopped imagining him.
I used to believe that the Sandman (and his wife and kids, the whole family) lived in my closet. They were invisible, of course. My father would tell us stories about them at bedtime, and we'd leave the closet door cracked open just a teeny bit so that the Sand People could get out and wander around the world putting sleep-sand in people's eyes to make them sleep. And you know, when we woke up, there was usually a little bit of "sand" in the corner of one or both of our eyes!
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Does anyone remember the Stephen King movie "Cat's Eye"? I must have been about 10 years old when it was broadcast on television; the cat-lover I am, I was compelled to watch it...
The horrid little troll in the final story was the subject of my nightmares for years. My room in the attic had cracked walls and I was ever afraid something evil would come out to steal my breath.
when I was 14, the movie was on TV again and I thought it would be good therapy to watch again. After all, I was older and knew the troll was fake. *bites lip* My nightmares came back scarier than ever.
Now, I am 27 years old... about three years ago I found Cat's Eye on dvd for a fair price and bought it. Never plucked up enough courage to watch it for a third time, though.
I used to beieve that my little figure of violinist angel really plays violin when I'm asleep, so I often got up in the night to hear him playing. You guess: I haven't heard him not a once!
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When I was little, I took the song about Santa always watching me literally. I thought he had the ability of following me hidden in my shadow. I would always turn around really fast to try and catch him in the act of watching me and when I went to use the restroom, I'd ask him to leave for a moment.
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From the age of about 3 years old, I had two imaginary friends. One was called Oggy the other Freddy. They were little miniture ghost people, about 3ft tall and plump. They used to float either side of my head (Oggy was always on the Left) and were like my concience.
I had them for 3 years until my mum told me I was too old for imaginary friends... so I locked them in my grandmas birdcage, and they were consiquently eaten by the canary!
I believed in Santa until I was nine, when I went downstairs to the basement and found some gifts packed in garbage bags. When those same gifts appeared bearing "Santa" on Christmas, I went to my room and cried. I still like to think that Santa is out there, somewhere...
I used to believe that construction workers were aliens. They wore hard hats to disguise their antennae and when they finished the building they would fly back up to their planet in the bulldozers.
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When I was in 3rd grade my friend told me that she had a stuffed dog that at night came to life. She said it was evil but she couldn't get rid of it because if she did it would try to kill her. She told me it would growl at her and try to bite her while she slept. When she had her birthday she asked me and a few other girls to sleep over. I didn't want to because I was scared that dog would bite me and then try to go home with me. She asked my mom if I could and my mom said yes. I faked a stomachache to stay home.
I was really really scared of the easter bunny when i was little i thoiugh that it was some really big rabbit with huge razor sharp nails and that he would come and scratch your face if you woke up and found him in your room at easter i always thought that the easter eggs were poison as well and never ate them strange kid huh.
I remember when I was younger, I believed that monsters only lived in the rooms with carpet. I made the assumption that the monsters preferred carpet rather than wood floors either because carpets were more comfortable or because wood flooring was colder. I always tried to avoid the carpeted rooms as much as possible. But if I had to go onto the carpets, I'd run!
I used to have a friend. His name was "Ramesh Rabbit". He had two rabbit children and a rabbit wife with the same names as us and somehow, did everything we did. The strange part was, that he in no way resembled a rabbit and, with one simple turn, became my father, Ramesh. He was my friend till I was 7 years old and realised that he bore a remarkable resemblance to my own father...
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When I was little I was petrified of vampires and used to sleep under the covers with my teddy bear wrapped around my neck to protect me from being bitten. I'd also take the top bunk as it was 'safer' from the monsters - they couldn't reach that high.
I blame my parents for making us sit throught the radio play of Bram Stoker's Dracula...
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When I was little, I used to think that Santa Clause couldn't live forever so I thought that when he died, the Prime Minister or president of every country would all get together and have a meeting to decide who should be the next santa.....
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when the water went down thr drain from my bath i used to like putting my hand there to feel it going down my sister used to tell me that theres a dragon living in the pipes and if i kept putting my hand there he would bite it off
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When I was little(about 5), I had a boy imaginary friend and a girl imanginary friend.I loved the girl(Loretta) one and the boy one(jeff) was my friend.One day jeff and loretta got married and did not invite me.I was mad and asked my older sister (she was 12 at the time) to kill jeff.So her friends came bye in a cardboard box car and did a make believe drive by.After Jeff was shot down I married Loretta but after 1 year of happy marige my sister and her friends did a make believe drive
bye on her.....which broke my heart.
I hated her for 5 months before i got some real friends and forgot about it.
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Between the ages of 3 and 5, I had a group of imaginary friends I remember quite vividly. They were 3 giant talking cats. There was an orange one, a white one, and a grey one named Hector. Then I saw the cartoon Heathcliff for the first time, and lo and behold, there was an orange talking cat, a white one, and a gray one- NAMED HECTOR! I was convinced that my imaginary friends were no longer imaginary. After all, they were big T.V. stars!