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When I was little I used to believe that there was a sand man. And he was a big shadow on the walls and could turn into sand and crawl through the crack under my door. I would always close my eyes tight at night in fear that he would come and get me.
When my brother Mikey was about four years old, there was a tear in the curtains in his bedroom. The headlights from cars passing the house would shine through this irregular shape, onto the wall, and they would move across the room as the car moved past the house.
For a few weeks, Mikey would complain every night about the "Toothy Monsters" in his room, afraid that they would eat him. Finally our Mom saw the jagged light move across the wall and showed him what it was, and he wasn't so afraid anymore.
I thought the Boogie Man was made of boogers-all green and slimy.
When I was a kid I believed that there were the monster things and if you go out at night and go into the forest (or the woods) and said anything then that monster would jump right in front of you and then would take you away up the trees. So one night I had a dream of it happening and I woke up scared and ran into my parents room and they told me to go to bed. But then I kept on thinking I was seeing them hiding in the shadows (even in the house) and when I was on my way to my room, I couldn't take it any longer so I had to stand still in my brother's room and turn on the bathroom light with the door open. I decided to read (2:00am) with lights on or play my Game Boy SP untill 6:00!
When i was little and laying in bed to go to sleep, i could hear my heart beating but i didn't know what it was so i used to imagine a giant T-rex dinosaur was running and destroying the town i lived in and that any moment its foot would come crashing down through the roof, evan though i knew dinosaurs are extinct and it was very unlikely.It was only till i was about 11-12 did i find out it was my heart. I still imagine it sometimes, but im not scared.
When I was young, the monster I was afraid of was Bloody Mary (the one who you could summon by chanting her name three times in front of mirror), but even more terrifying than her was the man I believed to be her husband, the Wolf-Man. He wasn't actually a wolf at all, that was just his name. He was a guy that drove around in a white pick-up truck, armed with a rifle, and would shoot any children that were not in the presence of an adult. This could happen indoors or outdoors, though he never entered a house, so you were only at risk in front of a window if you were inside. The only room that was safe from him was a cedar closet in my house, because it had no windows, but I believed it was haunted and was jsut as scared of it as I was of the Wolf-Man.
A lot of people were scared of the monster under the bed. Myself, I was specifically scared of this monster I read about in a children's book called the Body, which for some reason sounded really plausible to me. The Body was a like a human being, but it had no bones. At night, it would slither along the floor, and if it saw your foot hanging out from under the blankets, it would grab and suck out all your bones through your toes - and you would become the next Body.
My solution was to make sure my blanket was always tucked under my feet when I slept so the Body couldn't get my foot. To this day, I have trouble falling asleep if I don't have a blanket tucked all around my feet.
When I was around 4-12 I beleived there were monsters ion my room at night. We had a sponge paint job on my walls, and i could swear that some of the random sponge designs were evil faces, one i remeber was like a half woman half werewolf. Also, I beleived there were wicked ants and dwarves under my bed. If any body part hung over my bed the dwarf would slice that body part off with an axe and feed it to the ants and they would carry away the body part. Also, I'd beleive if I moved at all in my bed or made a sound whatsoever wolves would pounce up and eat me. And the sound of my own heart in my ear on the pillow made me think that someone...an axe murderer for some reason was coming up the stairs and those were his footsteps... Yeah... I was a frightened kid and screamed alot at night. The only thing that turned it around was when I was 12 I talked to some native american woman and she told me that the wolves I was so afraid of were really there to protect me and guard me as my spirit friends... so another funny beleif, but i was no longer afraid at night after that, though I still don't sleep with any part of my body over the bed...
i used to (and still) believe that when i started to walk up the stairs something would follow me and grab my foot so i run up really fast
I used to believe the pictures of me in the photo frames around my house were alive. They featured a girl who looked like me, but wasn't me at all. She would stare at me when my back was turned. To prevent her from staring, I would put the frames face down every time I saw her face.
When I was a child I would never let my leg or foot dangle over the edge of the bed while I slept because I knew that the monster under the bed would grab it. As long as I kept all appendages under the almighty sheet, nothing could get me.
When I was little my sister told me that there was a man that walked up and down our road at night and looked in your window and watched you sleep. She described him as being half alive with no scalp, you could see his brains. She said he carried a candle to walk with on dark nights and had a pet that changed everytime she talked about him (half racoon half snake, half wolf half bat that sort of thing)I was super gullible I guess because I believed in it till I was 10 or 11 then she told some cousin that she made it up. I was so mad. I should have known, that night she came in and said she ran over him,
When I was a kid, my mom's friends used to tell me that there was a monster in the basement and I was to never ever go down there. I visualized this huge, purple, muppet-type creature covered in fur with yellow fangs and ginormous claws. I was never afraid of anything ever as a child, but I was absolutely petrified to go into that basement. I must have been about 5 and I still remember how real that belief was! Now I'm pretty sure that the grown-ups were smoking weed down there!
I used to believe when i was five that when i flushed the toilet a monster would jump out and eat me
Ever since i was a little kid-as far back as i can remember- i WOULDN'T keep my feet out of my covers when i was in my bed no matter what....even if it was warm in my room.
I thought that if i did monsters or ghosts would come out from somewhere in my room & try to touch me.
I'm not sure why, but i feel safe under my blanket.
I'm a teenager now, & i still feel like i can't have my feet out from under my blanket.
I freak out if i do.
I believed that "It" lived in the sewer. so every time i walked by a sewer i hid behind my sister
I used to believe the mountains were dinosours and at night they would wake up and come to my window and eat me.
When I was in Elementary School, my class sometimes had to run a mile in the form of going 5 laps around a field behind the school. When we'd finish, my friends and I would always sit away from everyone else and look into the forest that was right beside the field. One day we all saw a black thing in a tree. We were convinced this was a giant tree-monster that lived in the forest. We ran away but. still wanting peace and quiet, quickly found another spot. We saw another giant tree-monster there, so we started running across the tree-line, seeing them everywhere. There was no fence separating the forest and the field, so we were scared half to death. We came up with an idea. We made a "peace-offering" to the monsters made of plants and flowers from around everywhere. We figured they would eat that and be gone. We piled everything up and left promptly. The next day, it was gone. We thought we had saved the school. We didn't know at the time that they were just leaves and branches.
I believed that public parks closed at dusk because werewolves slept under the dirt during the day, but awoke and came out at night. I figured they were trapped within the area of the park, though, so sometimes when I was near one at night, walking with my folks or riding in a car, I thought little taunts to them. Then I realized that if I ever accidentally was in a park at night, they'd be mad about the taunting, so I began to apologize, but I had to do it out loud or else they'd think it wasn't sincere. I told people I was saying sorry to the land because it couldn't be a forest.
when i was 5 my sister told me if i got up at night that the monster would chop off my legs.....so untill i was 8....i always wet my bed thinking i couldnt get up untill the sun was out...now im 13.