make-believe: ghosts

One time,when I was younger (10-11), I went with my mom to the store in town at night. We took a back road because it was quicker. It just so happened that the road went by my town's cemetary. Back then I always watched ghost shows like Truth or Scare so when I saw 'balls of light' out in the cemetary I thought immediately that they were spirit orbs. (balls of light made by ghosts). They even seemed to follow the truck and stopped when we got past the cemetary. The next day I told EVERYBODY that I had seen ghosts. A few weeks later, my dad took me through the cemetary even though I was crying for him not to. It turned out that the 'spirit orbs' were only the lights on the truck reflecting off the shiny grave stones. I was so embarrassed!

i used to tthink that when something happened in history, like a war then the ghosts of the people would keep on fighting and if you had a special gift yu could see it happen

I lived in Hawai'i for a long time, and we have many beliefs over there. Most of the kids ride in the back of their parents trucks, never inside the truck. Well, I loved to ride in the back. We lived in Kihei and a lot of our friends where on the other side of the island. There was a twisty road to get to the other side, and at night it would be scary from all the island ghost stories. I would freak out that a ghost was going to attack me in the back of the truck.

When I was young, I used to believe that churches were ghosts's houses. My family was not religious, so when we visited a church, I didn't understand why we had to keep quiet. So my Dad told me it was "not to wake the ghosts". Strangely enough, still now, I tend to associate churches and ghosts in my dreams.

I had a nightmare that my uncle was a ghost and that he was trying to kill me. So whenever I saw him I would yell "EVIL GHOSTY" And run away. If I had salt I would toss it at him thinking he would go away.

When I was in elementary school there was one of those rumors going around that if you looked in the mirror and said some phrase a few times, a ghost would come out of the mirror. One of my friends told me that he did it, and that he had let the ghost go. I was afraid that the ghost would come in through my bathroom window, since it was on the loose somewhere out in the world!

when i was 7 years old we had two floored house so when i was alone at the second floor i believed i must rush up the stairs quickly if i ever stop i would be paralyzed on the stairs and the girl with white dress and long hair (imaginary gir ghost) would get me i believe that now too

When I was little, maybe 6,7 or 8, I remember my mom got me a book about ghosts. I always wanted to please my mother, wich is why I started bawling when I realized I was scared to death of the glow-in-the-dark childrens book.

I was spending the night at a friends when I was about 8 and her older and much wiser sister told us if we fell asleep with are hand over our heart an evil spirit would take over are bodies.
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Also I believe parents should not let yungsters watch scary movies I was the biggest chicken growing up .I hated camping I thought (Jason) was gonna get me (swimming)Jaws was gonna eat me.Being outside at night allowed aliens to abduct me. I even thought a shadow I saw everynight outside my window was E.T. and don't get me started with the scary movies that said based on a true story that was the worst.

When I was about 4, I was so scared to go to my bedroom alone, because
there was a painting of fish hanging on the wall, and I had seen a painting
of a ghost before, so I thought that all paintings where actually where ghosts
lived, and I was afraid that the "ghost-fish" would all come out and torment
and torment/kill me. I would never tell my mom why I was scared because
I was afraid she wouldn't believe me and think I was stupid [which I was, in
that case]...

When I was little I used to believe that my room was haunted and if the room was all dark the ghost would show itself, I still think it's spooky to turn the lights of when I go to sleep...

When I was 3 I used to believe that when ever I slept in my mom's bed there was a ghost ,that had a blue cap.When ever I looked at it the ghost would turn me in to a ice cube.

My classmates believed that there was a ghost who lived in our auditorium and played the piano that was in there when no one was there (the building that housed our school was also a church, so the pianist would practice for the next service in there.) (Another thing to note: I didn't believe this story). One day, a bunch of my classmates and I were walking by the room, when the piano playing started again. One of the kids looked in the window and yelled, "It's the ghost! RUN!" and many of the students ran away. I looked into the window to see for myself what the kid had seen.

It was a man carrying a pile clear plastic covers that concealed his face.

After that, the "ghost" was never brought up again.

I believed in the Candy Man thing (that you do in front of a mirror) because when my friend and I tried it, the doorbell rang immediately after we finished. I know it isn't true, but it still creeps me out.

I believed when I was a child that if a house was left alone for a long time, ghosts would start living in it and they would scare anyone who entered the house because of that and I never dared to enter an abandoned house.

As a child I believed in ghosts because all my childhood I lived for several years where my grandmother and she told me that every morning that she got up she would walk directly to the field where they were sowing corn and she told me that there were skulls lying in the grass and that every night they whistled and thus no thief or anyone who approaches those skulls would whistle and thus they could not steal or approach those places.

I used to believe that if you woke up at 3 am to drink water it was because some ghost wanted to see you or that it was the time when if you looked out your window a ghost would appear

When I was a child I was convinced that ghosts would come and grab my feet from the end of my bed. To this day, I still have to have my feet covered, even in hot weather!