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i used to believe that if you got lost from your parents a man would put you in a bag with other children and you would never be seen again
i used to think that i was a werewolf and that at night i played poker with the grim reaper
When I was nine, my older brother told me that there was a leprechan in the mouse hole in my room. The leprechan supposely would come out every St. Patrick's Day to try and take me away. So I stuffed the hole with reese's buttercup wrappers.
When I was little my dad told me that monsters jump out from spotlights and I belived it...
i used to think that there was a goblin under my bed. he had green tinted skin, red narrow eyes, and tiny brown hairs on his head. i thought that when i let my feet hung over the edge of my bed, he would slowly eat them. i also thought my bug bites were from him too (i used 2 get a lot of bug bites on my legs and feet). i would leap onto my bed to avoid walking past the space between the bed and the floor (wich is where the goblin lived). the goblin slowly vanished from my mind as i got more mature. i am 12 now, and i stopped believing in the goblin when i was ten.
When i was younger i always thought that every one was a monster at night. Every one but me. i would always hide under my bed because i thought i was safe where they couldn't find me.
I used to believe that two lizardmen lived under my bed and that they would grab me by the ankles to pull me under and kill me if I got my feet too near the bed while getting out to get water or use the bathroom. I got very good at leaping from my bed to the door and back again. Later, I adapted it so that the lizardmen were a bit more like Abbott & Costello and never managed to grab me-- I think I was trying to make it less scary for myself.
I used to believe there were monsters in the crack between my bed and the wall. They had long arms and could reach up and grab me if I slept next to the wall. I also believed my stuffed animals came alive when I was sleeping at night to protect me.
i used to believe that if i stuck my feet out from under the covers the monsters would get me and if i kept them in they would crawl in the blanket and get me
my sister STILL believs there's monsters in the closet,and she's 17,lmao!what a crazy sister i have (note,even older then me)
I was friends with this boy and one day we were playing in his basement and that's when he told me this story about pitch black, the evil shadow. He told me that if I look at my shadow that pitch black would take over it and eat me. He also told me that at night if you saw George Washington through your window, it was pitch black. I believed it (I was a REALLY stupid kid.) I was so afraid to look at my shadow and I wouldn't even look out the window because I was afraid to see George Washington. Then one day my friend told me he captured pitch black in his screen door. I believed that too. But maybe... he's still out there...
I STILL believe in the bogey man.
i used to think that the little beating inside your head was a dinosaur that was on the other side of the world and every time it would beat the dinosaur would come one step closer
When I was 3 or 4, my mother told me about Santa Claus and how he came down the chimney. But I always imagined a monster, known only as "Fireplace Man" coming down the chimney. He had the ability to be invisible, shape shift, and walk on ceilings. He looked like a gray troll and had a ragged brown shirt. I had a number of nightmares about him. Thankfully, though, in one of the nightmares, my sister helped me push a boulder onto his head. I don't believe this anymore (duh) but I still have the occasional nightmare about him...
there were these tiny little armys of guys who lined up in single file and marched from the "evil side" of my bed around past me then turned and went back again. Sometimes if i was awake when they came by they would kill me, sometimes if i was asleep when they came by they would kill me. I used to be up all night incase they went by on one of the kill me if im asleep ones. When it was the kill me if im awake ones i would just desperatly pretend to be asleep for a minuite until they were gone.
i was stressed
there was always a evil pipe organ with a face that was trying to kill me.
i was weird
When I was about five or six my friend's older sister told me there was an evil spirit of a girl who had gotten hit by a car that lived on her car's roof. Only the girls spirit was SO evil that she eventually turned into a monster that ate people's heads when they got out of the car she was on.
--at this point she hit the top of the car when I wasn't looking and then told me the girl had just hopped on her car.
It took her mom and mine thirty minutes to get me out of the back of the van because I was so hysterical and simply would not get my head cut off.
My best friend's mom was once dating a man that made up the weirdest creatures. He told us that there was a creature called the "Dopwop" that would come out of your attic and eat you if you hit your mom, the "Quaker" that lived behind the stove, the "Men in Blue" that would steal your bed if you didn't sleep on it, and so on. We believed a few of these stories, so here are the most notable ones:
He told us about a monster that hid in the mud and would jump out at you, suck you under and then devour you. My friend then found a dead pill bug and put it in a cup. I though that this was the creature that was always hiding in the mud...
He also told me that there were these "Raindrop Buddies" that you could get by going under a window during a rain shower. Apparently they stayed with the girls longer than the boys because the boys would piss on them... I was disappointed when it didn't work.
Now I just think the guy was awesome.
When I was 6 I started watching Tales from the Crypt, and chuckie; I started to get scared and from then on I slept with my head facing the wall and stuffed animals covering my head (and I mean a mountain of stuffies), w/ the night light on! Cuz if I didnt I swore Tales from the Crypt would come from under my bed and bite my nose off to look like his. And Chuckie would help take me down at the knees if I tried to run!! :O
When I was little I saw a (Little person) and Yeled at my "There's A monster mowing the neighbors yard!"so I hid behide the chair turns out my mom knew him!Opps!