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I used to believe that if any of my body parts were hanging off the bed, the boogyman would reach out and pull me under. And if my covers were hanging off of the bed he would grab the covers pull them under and I would go under the bed with them. And to this day I still believe it. And I'm scared to walk near my bed in the dark, so I would jump on and off of my bed, when it's dark.
When i was 5 i used to think (after i read a monster book) this freaky monster called a bedwolf would reach out and grab me if i didn't jump into bed. Istill belive that and i kinda whisper to him like "shhh baby its ok. i wont hurt you shhh." I think killer (i named him) is hiding everywhere.
I used to run as fast as I could through the house at night when I'd get up to go to the bathroom because I thought that the zombie/mummy ducks from the Ducktales NES game were going to eat my feet!
I had a large sliding glass door in my room with aluminum tracks. When it rained, each drop would make a loud "SPACK" noise against them, and I thought there were skeletons dancing outside my window.
I used to believe that the boogeyman was (lol!) a featureless, bald, gray man pushing a shopping cart! I guess it was because when I got told about him the first time, hearing "Boogey" reminded me of "buggy" and I immediately thought of a shopping cart. Still, when someone mentions the boogeyman, I get this mental image of the gray shopping cart man XD
On top of that, I thought he hated milk. This was because my mom's mom (who was a lunch lady) had a bunch of "Drink milk, it's cool!" stickers from work. My mom told me the boogeyman HATED milk and wouldn't come out of my closet as long as she taped the doors shut with one of the milk stickers!
When I was 6, I used to believe that if I didn't get out of the bathroom before the toilet finished flushing, The"Potty Monster" Would suck me down the toilet to his world. When I turned 7 he was replaced with the "Garage Monster". (I run out the garage door well it's still opening, and if I don't get back in before it finishes opening, He'll eat me.)
because i thought there was some horrible monster underneath my bed (that was only there at night and early morning) i would catapult myself off my bed every night and morning. my mom would always get mad at me for jumping on my bed....
I used to beleive that a giant pig would come and eat me if I didn't sleep close to the wall. I was an insane 3 year old. I had the terrible threes, not twos.
This is my SISTERS belief but she used to thing that cougars are ghost cats and that grocery get their stock via owl. . . I think someone dropped her when she was an infant :)
Being born in Alaska, when I was little I would go out and yell and the "Northern Lights" thinking that it would cause them to move around. My brother told me that if you yell at them they would come down and play baseball with your head. For years after that when the Northern Lights would come out I would run go hide in my bedroom.
I don't have central air, so in the summer I'd have a fan in my room. It stood right over my bed and I always felt like it was staring at me. It creeped me out, so I'd always sleep with my teddy bear and my big quilt, no matter how hot it got. I thought if the fan tried to hurt me, my teddy would kill it and the quilt would keep the fan's evil demon friends from getting me.
I was utterly convinced the bogeyman lived on the radio tower near where I lived. The red flashing light at top was him blinking his eyes.
When I was a child, I had this like OCD thing, where I just had to pick my nose before I went to bed.
Well, I used to think that Chuckie from Child's Play hid under my bed and ate my boogers hoping that one night I'd reach my brain and flick it on the ground for him to eat.
I used to think that if I asked enough that I could become a werewolf. (And that the characters from Big Wolf On Campus would come and hang out with me.)
I also used to think that if I didn't jump into bed from the end that I would be pulled under and killed.
I used to be too scared to go paddling in the sea because i thought the loch ness monster and its babies (yes, babies!) would come and eat me.
which was silly because its in scotand and i was in miami.
if you are the loch ness monster or it's babies and are reading this, PLEASE DON'T EAT ME!
I used to believe my little cousin (by one year) was evil because when our uncle took a photo of all of us, he was the only one with red eyes (other than gramma, but we all know she's evil anyway!)
sorry, gramma! :D
when i laid down to go to slept my mom would tell me to close my eyes, i thought it was beacuse the monsters had no eyes and if they saw yours they would try to take them.
As a little girl I was always afraid of mosters and creepy crawlies, this was probably the result of my cousin allowing me to watch the horror channel.
A couple of my beliefs were dumb, yet totally acceptable in a child's perspective. One for instance, I thought that chuckie was outside my shower curtain waiting to attack me. I didn't take a shower with the curtain open for several months.
When I was nine I was scared there would be a hand reaching out to grab my feet if I didn't jump from the carpet to my bed. I still do this sometimes (out of habit.)
But the worst that I ever had to deal with were the eyes that always followed me. I'm laughing right now, but back then I swore there were people watching me, from behind my door, under the couch: everywhere. I was a mess for a good four years. Ouch!
everynight when i went to sleep as a kid i would go totally under the covers; even when it was very hot during the summer. I only let myself room to breeth through a small opening in the sheet. I believed that when any bodypart of me would stick out from onder the covers the monsterst would come and get me.
I used to believe that bad people/monsters would me into a baby factory and after my fabulous 5 years of life, I'd have to start it over, because I'd be turned into a baby...I was a weird child.