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when i was young me and my friend used to go to the park and when the swings moved in the wind we thought there were ghosts in the park
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 think that the wind that made a howling noise was a ghost.
Right after I saw 13 Ghosts (I dunno if it was the old or the new version) I believed that there was a ghost girl in every bathroom, and that all ghosts were invisible unless you had 3-D goggles.
I also believed that all bathroom water was blood, but you couldn't tell unless you had 3-D goggles.
I wouldn't go to the restroom without someone standing outside the door for weeks. I even made my sister sit right outside while I was taking a shower!
I used to believe that there was a backwards man that walked the roads at my summer camp. I never wanted to go to the bathroom because I was afraid I would get murdered by the backwards man.
Once I was round my granddads house and I was on the playstation playing spyro :D. My mum, sister, nan and granddad was in the computer room. I was curious so I wanted to go see what they was looking at. It was a picture of a kitchen and my granddad said "can you see casper floating about on that picture?" and I was thinking "no it's just a still picture". then about a minute after that a clown/ghost thing pops up and goes "BOO!" I go hysterical and nearly wet myself and start crying. this made my sister cry and then my granddad started laughing and kept saying "It's not real!". I was petrified.
When I was four and five, we would travel over the mountains to visit our relatives waaaay out in the country-middle-of-nowhere. On the way, I would always look and observe little abandoned 'country stores', like the little grocery stores country folk shopped at back in the day. At some point my granny would get tired of me pestering her for ghost stories and she would tell me that when ghosts needed to 'buy food' they went to shop at the 'Ghost Stores', which were all the little empty abandoned country stores dotting the landscape. She said at night that the whole store filled up with 'ghost food' and such and ghosts would come from all over to buy food. I really believed this until I was like seven years old, that ghosts needed to eat and that abandoned building were their grocery stores.
Instead of being afraid of the "Boogie Man" I imagined he looked like the ghost that was on the movie Ghostbusters logo and it walked around with sunglasses on dancing and singing "Boogie Man, Boogie Man, Boo boo boo boo Boogie Man" So I wasn't afraid of him. I tried to find him.
I used to believe that as long as the flame of my candle was ornage that there were no ghosts around, but as soon as it went blue or flickered there was a ghost near by.
For about a week I thought that I was possessed by a ghost because I kept having laughing fits for no reason and couldn't stop for about two hours each time. I even convinced my little brother and his friends that I was and they tried to help exorcise it.
When I was little, I used to believe that when it stormed, the ghost in our house would become very mischievious and wreak havoc.
when i was little my sister used to write me letters from a 'ghost' called Googly. I believed in Googly for a long time (he lived under my lamp)and i used to love hearing about him and his family!!!!
When I was a child, my family made monthly trips to visit out-of-town relatives. We always drove by a country cemetary with a tall radio tower next to it. I used to believe that, at night, the ghosts of the people buried in the cemetary would come out, climb up to the top of the radio tower, jump off, and float back down to the ground, kind of like base jumping.
not really sure where to put this, but I figured ghosts was probably most apt. When I was really little I used to be terrified of touching the edges of the shadows as I thought they could hurt me. When the car went under shadows I'd close my eyes, cos then they wouldn't know I was there, and when I was walking I would jump into the centre of the shadow and then out again.
later, when I was around nine my year went on a school trip to a seaside town, and mass hysteria as the largest girls dorm started claiing to see ghosts. I saw a child-sized hand print on the back of one girls jumper, and when I touched it it gave me and electric shock- later I did some research and found out the place had been an orphanage before and several girls had died young, and one eight year old child had drowned- having seen, just before I left, a faint outline of a girl walking into the sea, I was more than a little creeped out by this
At my summer camp, there was a random sign that said "please don't feed the elephant" When I asked a counselor where the elaphant we couldn't feed was, she said that there used to be one here, but it died, and we weren't to feed its ghost either. That night I swore i heard huge elephant footsteps and hid under my covers all night.
When I was little I used to think if you yawned when you were in bed with the lights out that ghosts would go in your mouth, so I always had to yawn with a sheet over my mouth. Oh, hey, I still do that.
I used to believe that a weegie board was some sort of surf board.
there is a rumer that i believed when i was at the ymca.the said that the boys bathroom was closed because the lights dont work but everyone thought it was haunted by a boy who broke his neck.one time i was dared to go down there with someone and we didnt notice water on the stairs so when we came up and saw it we screamed cause we thought the ghost was trying to make us slip.
I used to believe that towels were sleeping ghosts, and at night they would come out and get you
When I was little I used to tell my younger brother and sisters that our house had an attic, and that there was a girl that had lived up there long ago and they never let her down... I had them believing that there was whole bedroom up there where the girl died, and that her ghost still haunted the place. Of course, we only have a crawlspace with an entrance through my mom's closet, and there's definitely no bedroom up there, but they believed it for a long time. I still get scolded for being such a mean sister, but it was worth it. ^.~