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When I was little, like four or five, I believed that people traveling the other way on the highway or freeway or any way opposite than us were trying to get away from a monster up ahead. So every time I saw a bunch of cars traveling very fast in the opposite direction I would cry and beg my mom to turn around too.
When I was little I hated scary movies and never would watch because I saw part of pet semitery and it made me believe for the longest time that there was dead people under my house and was gonna come to life and get me while i was sleeping
my sister used to believe that the boogey man was under her bed.....and always got dressed in the living room.....o and i used to believe that when i flushed the toilet the candy man would fly out...o and when i was little i was afraid that freddy kruger would stick his blades through my back.
When I was young I used to believe that zombies were real. And so, one Halloween when my older brother dressed as a zombie, I thought he had actually turned into one, and ran away from home for a good few days. My parents had to call the police and everything. I must have been about five? I don't think my brother ever got over the guilt of making me run away and get abducted! I think if I had been sexually abused it would have probably killed him, although being a zombie, it's unlikely he would have noticed! ial
I used to believe that whenever I woke up in the middle of the night, mummys would be standing around the bed, waiting for me to poke my head out from the sheets and wrap me up in toilet paper.
when i was about three or four. ihad a sunday school teacher that told me this. i used to belive that if you where up after dark that little devils came out of the road at night and tried to get you. my parents wondered what was wrong when i started screaming in the car on the way home after dark
When i was little i saw a show about a farm. At night the scarecrow, very well lit in front of the garage, would come to life and kill one guest at the farm. Well, my neighbor across the street has a very well-lit garage, and I used to close my eyes when i walked to the curtain to close it for fear that the scarecrow would kill me even though I wasn't a guest anywhere, and i was nowhere near a farm. I once bruised my arm on my dressor when i walked to the curtain.
When I was about 5, We lived in Kansas..often there would be a truck that came through the neighbouhood with a loudspeaker declairing a Tornado Warning, and to go to the basement. This Truck had steel bars on the windows. I was absolutly sure that the "Tomatoe" was going to be let loose and kill us all. Then the movie Revenge of the KillerbTomatoes came out. never watched it...
When i was little I believed that their were monsters in my room. I knew as a fact that you were safe from the monsters if you were under the blankets, so I would take three of four comforters and quite literally make a cocoon by wrapping myself in the blankets several times. I thought this was a great idea until i realized one thing, i had no air, so I would make air "tunnels" out of my cocoon. Needless to say i woke up several morning quite lost inside layers of blankets.
when i red a book of jabberwocky with illsurations i imagined the actual monster looked like a bird crossed with a dragon and a lion and he had a huge big beak with sharp, long teeth sticking out instead in the book he looked like a large bird with big bug eyes i wish i could find a place that sells that book because on one of the pages it has pictures or all the monsters he's killed (including the jabberwocky) all i seem to remember seeing there was a stag's head with pink and black stripes and a funny looking blue lion with funny attene thingys on his head.
Anyone heard the Carpet Monster!! me and my sister, living apart at the time, have both heard it, it started when i was a child, when your in bed at night and its really quiet the Carpet Monster starts its way from the downstairs to the top, its a slight shuffling sound you can hear at first but the more you listen the louder it gets unitl its nearly in your room then you frantically switch on the light....i never did let it get too close but to this day it still exists!! You Listen.
I used to believe that when I could hear my heartbeat in my ears at night when I was drifting off to sleep that it was the incredible hulk coming up the stairs to get me. I would be waiting and waiting for him to arrive at my door - terrified - but eventually I would fall asleep.
i used to think that the boy's toliets in my school looked like mine except they had dragons guarding theirs and unicorns guarding the girl's toliets
i used to believe that there were monsters in my room when i went to bed and i made my mom make this "potion" that she had to spray every night before i went to bed..well i later found out there werent any monsters and that the "potion" was just some good old sink water.
I always used to watch scary movies as a kid. Of course when it was time to go to sleep i would be scared. I always figured as long as no body part was off the bed and as long as i was covered by the blanket i couldnt be hurt by the monster. They only part that would be out was my nose to breath, but i always thought something was going to cut my nose off!
i used to believe that on halloween the pumpkins will fly and come get you and kill you
I put a poster of a tiger on my front door so the monsters would get scared then run away from my room when i was little.
One time me and my family went to Red Lobster, but I thought they were saying Red Monster. I asked if that's what it was and my dad said "Yes, and those are the monsters in the aquarium." He regretted saying that once I started freaking out
I Used to Believe Faulkner Was a Monster
When I was a kid, we used to go to my maternal grandmother’s house for Christmas and Easter. I had one Christian and (still have) one Jewish grandma, so we divided up the holidays. Somehow Thanksgiving became a Jewish holiday, but that’s another story. Anyway, my sister and I always stayed in a room that used to belong to two of my aunts when they were kids. At the head of each bed is a kind of long alcove-shelf in the wall, lined with books from when the aunts were in high school and college. The most prominent book on my shelf, because of the design of the spine (“Design of the Spine” sounds like a terrible mystery novel doesn’t it?) was a paperback Faulkner anthology. It was pea green, with FAULKNER written in what looked like salmon-colored streaks of blood. In fact the font was almost identical to that of Helter Skelter, the book about the Manson Family that grandma had in the den.
As a kid, I assumed that FAULKNER was a monster, like FRANKENSTEIN(‘s monster) or DRACULA. Sometimes, before going to sleep, I had to turn the FAULKNER book around backwards, so the scary name faced the wall.
Ironically, I fanatically love Faulkner now. He’s definitely not warm and cuddly, but he won’t come after you with an axe, either.
I used to believe that certain nightlights could protect me from monsters in the night. It had to look like crystal and it had to have no bulb like normal nightlights. It had to plug directly into the socket.