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At one Point I was convinced all of our lives were actually just some movie being played for giant aliens. But, since it was an alien way of tape recording, somehow the movie was able to have all our lives at the same time...
...(like the trafalmadorians!)
When I was younger and Stayed at my friends houses, I used to think they were going to peel of their human skin and were really aliens!
When I was little, I found a bone on the side of our house. I now know that it was just a chicken bone that probably fell out of the garbage, but at the time, the only logical conclusion I could make was that it was an alien bone. I put the entire neighborhood on alert, and for the rest of the summer - when we weren't sitting in a circle in my front lawn, holding hands and attempting to channel the aliens - all of the kids would spend hours on their assigned "posts" watching for the UFO's to come back.
When I was really small and just saw one of the Aliens movies I was convinced that if I didn't sleep with my mouth covered by a sheet I'd be facehugged in my sleep. Even now I'm so into the habit I can't sleep if I don't have the sheet or quilt up to my nose.
At night, when i lay in my bed, next to the window, if i were restless, i would sometimes sit up and look through the window. Every time i looked through the window, the next door neighbors lights turned on (This was just a coincidence). But i thought that they were spying on me. Somehow, i got the idea that they were aliens.
When we were a child we used to belive in Ets. We thought that they would come at night and take us to their planet. We thought that they were green, with tree eyes, four arms, with antennas and very big. We couldnīt sleep and our parents either.
When I was a kid my dad told me that space aliens would come and get bad kids. I don't remember what I did, but I watched for the spaceship. I watched the day go into the night. My brother told me to come in for the night and as I climbed the stairs into my front door, I saw my first shooting star!! I ran into the house apologized to my dad and begged him to give me another chance. He didn't know what I was blathering about and gave me milk and cookies. Neverless, I slept under my covers.
I watched the 1958 movie "The Blob" on TV one Saturday morning with my Mom and Dad. They told me that it was a TRUE story, and that the Blob was alive, but FROZEN at the North Pole. At any point, if it got warm enough, that Blob could defrost its Blobbity self, and Blob its way back down to Pennsylvania (where the movie was supposed to take place, I think, and where I lived at the time) and just Blob its slimy Blobness all over the state and Blob us all to death. I was terrified thinking about that huge Blob just sitting up there, planning its attack.
When I was much younger than I am now I was watching this TV show that was suppose to be true unexplained alien encounters. It told of a Texas family that had seen and video taped their own alien abuction. I was terrified, I thought the tape was true. For years I refused to go down stairs at night without turning on every light among the way fearing that I would see tiny skinny alien with big eyes running around in the dark. I'm now 30 years old, I don't believe in it now, but I still find that if I'm alone in the dark I get nervous I wake up my dog and make him go with me.
Living out in the country, one experiences strange noises and is suspicious of unknown vehicles. Growing up in the 80s and 90s, one also has a suspicioun that there's aliens (and possibly even Aliens [as in the doublejawed, no-eyed, acid-blooded, killer bug kind]) lurking around. Combined with an overactive imagination, strange happenings take on a whole new life of their own...
I believed that there WERE aliens out there, but not all of them were evil. In fact, the good/evil split was defined by my perception of their coolness factor. Also, I thought that the idea of "living" or autonomous vehicles (or just plain creepy vehicles), such as Christine, KITT, KARR, and the truck from Duel were aliens in disguise (sorta like Transformers who couldn't transform). Creatures like the Aliens, the aien from The Thing, Christine, the truck from Duel, KARR, Airwolf, The General Lee, my great grandpa's 57 Chevy, and a whole slew of ofthers were the goodguys. ET, KITT, little green men, Triffids, Zombies, Krang, the vehicles that drove down the road at midnight-3 am (I've always suffered from insomnia), military helicopters (there's a military base located fairly close by), any strange vehicle following us for a while, and a whole lot of other "uncool" alienoid beings were the badguys. While I like to think of myself as being smarter and more logical, sometimes I still get weirded-out by unknown vehicles and I still have a tendency to talk to my great grandpa's 57 Chevy when we're alone (she's now my property).
In more recent years, I've been working on my grandpa's farm. Wheat harvest often entales cutting wheat with 2 combines, 2 auger wagons, and at least 2 rigs and trailers (often supported by an extra couple of graintrucks) from sunup to well into the night. This has led to us spawning a couple of UFO sightings by drunks and young people who were visiting the area from a city (and thus, didn't know about the nature of farm equipment). Our equipment is over 10 years old and many of the light mounts are broken or shoddily repaired, causing lights to either dangle from the mounts or to strobe or flicker when the equipment encounters rough terrain (a very common occurance in a wheatfield). One of the combines' road lights (akin to hazard flasher lights in normal vehicles, but required to be on for safe [and legal] road travel of combines and tractors) are jerry-rigged into the regular lights, causing them all to come on and flash at the same time. Combined with the almost aircraft-like sound of the engine's supercharger, this is our "UFO combine". While it wasn't our intent to cause these UFO sightings, it was something to laugh about for a while.
I used to think "pedestrians" meant aliens from outer space and I wondered why they had the right to cross the street over humans.
I used to believe that airplanes were human space crafts and that when one crashed, Aliens used to panic and hide in there bomb shelters coz they thought we were trying to attack them.
i would always run down the stairs really quickly cuz i thought an alien would run down behind me and catch me but if i turned around and looked while i was going down the stairs he would go away. i developed a habbit of running down the stairs sideways.
When I was younger I was linda scared of aliens after hearing my mum tell me about war of the worlds and i used to be scared then I got worried that they would hear my thoughts and be angry.
...that aliens could see the 'whites of my eyes' through the window in my bedroom at night, unless the light was on. So, I would squint, so that I could see where I was going, if I had to get up in the dark, I didn't want the light from the moon and the stars outside reflecting off my eyeballs and giving away my location. I still don't like it if the blinds or curtains don't completely obscure or block all lines of sight to the outside.
When I was several years younger(must've been about 6 or so) and still lived in a house with an upstairs, I used to believe that my parents and sisters were aliens. I would sit on the stairs at night(they were at such an angle that my parents couldn't see me) and wait for them to pull off their masks to reveal their true faces!
Went I to bed I would cover my mouth with my blanket cause i thought that if i opened or closed my mouth during the night the evil aliens that i thought watched me would think i was talking to them and come out from where they were and i didnt want them too.
It was probably cause i used to watch Mars Attack with my sister.
hahah i think its funny now. i was a messed up kid.
I believed that on an escalator the green light that can be seen between the steps were made by aliens and that eventually they would find a way out to get us.
I was fiddling with a radio and heard a lot of wierd bleeping and stuff on short wave. I was sure it was aliens communicating until my dad told me it was a ram operator (morse code). I felt a fool!
i used to think that every time you turned your back on someone they turned into an alien i believed this up until i was 11