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I used to believe that my shoes had monsters in, and always used to check them before i put them on.
it wasnt until my grandad told me it would be stupid for monsters to live in peoples shoes, when they could live in a wardrobe or under the bed and have much more room.
now i think theres a something lurking under my bed and i dont like to dangle my feet over the edge just in case ...
when i was little i stayed round my 2 cousins' house,
and it was 11:50 one night and we were all in the living room and me and my cousin were (play) fughting, when suddenly my aunt realized the time and to stop me and my cousin from fighting and to go to bed she told us that if we dont go to bed by 12 o clock, an evil pumpkin headed man will come and turn us into pumpkins and we will be aten the next day...
IT STILL DIDN'T MAKE US TO TO SLEEP!
(we stayed up until 3 o clock and watched movies!
I used to believe that the monsters of the world couldn't get you if the lights were on. I had a very different idea of monsters back then. I always imagined them as creatures. Little did i know that monsters really do exist, they are just really horrible people!
I used to believe that my parents' cars turned into monsters at night, and if I ever had to go into the garage at night I had to get out as fast as possible or get EATEN!
When i was about 9, my nabors used to tell me there was a Fox that would come out at night and eat me. It would scare me so much that i wouldn't try to go play outside with them at night.
They had peace for a while.. BUT NOT ANYMORE
When I was little my much bigger brother would tell me... that little girls who didn't go to sleep by midnight, the boogy man would come along and put them inside a beer bottle. My brother was funny.
When we were little, my mom and dad took us to see Jurassic Park. On night when I snuck out of bed, I happened to look out the window, and right across the pool I saw a Tyrannasaurus Rex!!! So from then I was determined that there was a Rex in our yard, and that it would chow me if I left my curtain open. Only later did I discover that the "Rex" was a silouette of a tree against the sky... that tree really gave me a start, and it all began with Jurassic Park!
I about 5 and making my little sisters bed, and I thought I saw a hand with a cuff around it, and I assumed that it belonged to a magician. For a while after that, I was scared to sleep in the bottom bunk of bunk beds because I thought a magician would come out in the middle of the night and saw me in half or something.
When I was little I used to believe that if you didn't pull the blinds or curtains over the windows at night, a werewolf or robber would peek in and stare at you while you slept. When we moved, my new room had one window that was too high for me to reach and so oddly shaped that for the longest time my parents couldn't find blinds to fit it. I was so freaked out by it that I tacked up a sheet over the window and refused to let anyone take it down at all.
...and I still can't sleep with an open or uncovered window...
I used to believe that every night a monster would come right outside my window to either kill me or take me to this dark scary world if i remained awake or if he could see my face. So i made sure that I was sleeping and if I couldnt get sleep I'd hide under the covers till I did not fall asleep!
I used to believe there were two spirits in front of my window (I live in a really high penthouse) commenting on my day: if I did something good, they were happy, if not... :)
I also was scared about snakes getting on my bed from somewhere, maybe a hole in the wall or something. And I was affraid of something attacking me if I didn't cover myself good with the covers... :
I used to think a troll lived on my building's top floor/attic. One time, my neighbor came to my mom crying, all cut up and bruised and I thought the troll got her.
I used to believe unicorns and dragons were real, until I was 19.
I use to believe monsters lived in the heating duct vent in the older houses that was in the wall. when I would go to bed I would hide under the blakets and plead with them not to hurt me or my babies...dolls.. then when I would have to use the toilet, I would run very quickly and low and behold another vent. I would talk to it pleading for time and not to hurt my baby dolls I had hidden under the blankets. I was afraid to even let my feet out of the sheets and now to this day I can't sleep with the blankets on my feet or at least not having the blankets over the edge of the bed confining my feet.
My dad used to tell me stories on Halloween about "the last house on the corner", and he said you weren't allowed to ring their doorbell, or oyu would be killed by monsters. Well, I believed him, and every Halloween I would freak out if my friends went to the last house on any corner. I would refuse to get candy from there; instead I woudl stand on the corner screaming at my mother to "save" them.
I used to believe that all people were puppets under the control of giants, and that we just couldn't see them
I used to believe that Count Chocula on the cereal box was a actually real humongous animated character that lived across my street in the woods. & that he wanted to eat me.
When i was very little, I would go to my parent's room if I had a nightmare.I thought that at one window, an alien would be looking inside,in another a T-rex would be looking inside, and in the last one on the way, a robber would be looking inside.
When I was little, there was a barn just outside my window. On the side of the barn was a wooden ramp used for loading livestock (usually cattle) onto trucks. The streetlight cast a shadow at night that to my young mind looked just like the grim reaper. Every night the grim reaper would appear and keep a long vigil. Worse, the window was at the foot of my bed. I begged my parents to get blinds because it terrified me!
I used to think there were monsters in my bedroom. My wall was painted two colors at the time; white a little less than halfway up and pink below. As a way to reassure me that there were no monsters, my parents told me that the person at Lowes mixed in a special "Monster-Proof Fourmula" into the pink paint, and as long as I stayed below the white paint, I'd be safe.
I think this may have also been a way to stop me from getting up at night.
They still keep this up with my little sisters.