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My mother used to tell me that the cemetery was called the "Quiet Park." For many years I thought that ghosts played in cemeteries, but were very quiet about it.
Throughout elementary school I was convinced that there was a ghost that lived in the girls bathroom. My so called friends told me that they had seen it and it threatened them with a knife. Naturally I was scared to death whenever I had to pee and got outta there as soon as possible.
We also used to believe that this drain type thing with little holes in it was full of eyeballs. We spent our recesses staring down the little holes trying to see if there was an eyeball looking back at us. We were demented little children. Haha!
When I was little, I used to believe that when it stormed, the ghost in our house would become very mischievious and wreak havoc.
I used to believe, that if you saw a ghost you would die. i always tried to go to graeyards to find ghosts and after i did i would ask them what ghost killed them. it never occored to me that if i saw them "i would die"
one time when i was little, me and my older sister were fighting over who got to play on the computer. it was raining outside so my sister told me that anytime you use a computer when its raining, the rain ghost will come and suck out your soul. she told me she was friends with ghost so if i didnt let her use it she was going to sick the ghost on me.
hmm i was always afraid to go near the computer after that. so i geuss she won.
I once believed that there were ghosts in computers, TV's, and mirrors. I desperately tried to stay away from them as much as I could. I saw a fake picture of a "ghost-hand" coming out of a TV and it scared me silly! I think I still have that fear somewhere in my subconcious that a ghost is going to grab me and pull me into the TV.
One night when I was about 5yrs old, my grandpa said look out the window theres a ghost. My cousin and I looked and a spoon was dangling and shaking near the window in the darkness. The next morning my grandpa said that my cousin had found the spoon. A couple years later I relised that it was only grandpa who had a peice of fishing wire conected to the spoon through the window shaking it.
i used to think that ghost cars were invisible.
I used to believe that there were ghosts watching me when I slept. I would always stare into the shadows and imagine there was a person standing there. I was completely freaked out by the thought and hid under the covers. I also used to believe that when a relative/pet died they would appear over my head for a final farewell.
For many years i believed that my room was filled with ghosts and they would watch me at night. Every night before going to sleep i would check beneath my bed and in my closet. I would then sleep with the blankets pulled over my head. One night i was even convinced that there was a skeleton standing against the wall and i layed in bed trying to stay as still as possible so he wouldn't kill me until morning when i realized it was just a sweater.
I used to believe that there were ghosts everywhere. My friend and i used to run around for hours spotting ghosts. One day we were convinced that a dent in the blinds on a window in her living room was the result of a ghost snake resting there. We also made friends with a skeleton that lived below her staircase. I was finally convinced that ghosts aren't real.
i use to think that there were ghosts always watching me.i felt like i could feel them all around me i still to this day i do.when i was 7 i thought that i saw a man iin my kitchen staring at me with pale white eyes like he was blind or somthing.i now have a head full of gray hair and refuse to sleep with out the hall light on.i will never forget that mans eyes.or what ever it was
When I was about ten, there was this wierd Big TV screen at the mall. It was about the size of a human. When people walked across it, i thought that it was like a mirror that showed the ghosts in the mall, since it showed the same place that you would stand but it had actors walking across it. I refused to go into the mall for about two years.
When I was 11 or so, a friend and I decided to have a seance. We drew the board, found a suitable glass, and sat down at the dining room in my house. Half way through it, the glass broke (crystal - my mom was really mad...). We called another friend, who was the school expert on all spiritual things, and she said that when the glass breaks it means the spirit is free in your house and doesn't want to leave. I was horrified.
It took me a few years before I was able to go in the dining room when I was home alone...
When I was quite young, maybe 3 or 4, I believed that there was a ghost in our house. I'd ask him to do all sorts of things for me, like to bring me the gumballs from the counter, or help me fly around the house. He didn't ever help me out, but since I was SURE he existed, I assumed he was just very stubborn. I would get very angry with him, and yell into thin air each time he didn't do what I asked him to, which was very often.
when was small, i thought ghosts were everywhere so i would yell in every room, "Hey you ghosts, go away!"
I yelled that in a craft store and everyone in the store as terrified.
The next week, the store closed down. i think it was because of me!!
i belived that every time at midnight i would wake up and go into the living room and into the kitchen to get something to drink when i go into the living room i turn on the light get in postion to dash into bed in the next room i thought that a ghost lived in our living room so i darted in bed and it never got me!
After watching the film Darby O'Gill and the little people, I was terrified of Banshees (even worse since I live in Ireland and this is supposedly where they come from) I thought if you heard one it meant that someone in your house was going to die, and I used to be terrified at night when I heard the wind howling
When i was a child i thought that when i close my eyes, ghosts appear and want to catch me. So during 3 years i was afraid to sleep.
I once started a rumour around my infant school about the ghost in the boys toilet. This became common knowledge and pretty soon everyone had a toilet pal, which was a friend who you always went to the toilet with in case the ghosts was about.
Well one day I needed to go the toilet but my toilet pal was off school sick. I needed to go so I walked up to the door and stuck my head round, ran in, did the business and ran out. I'd never been so scared in my life. Some how I'd seemingly forgotten that the ghost was in fact a figment of my own imagination.