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Not so long ago I believed that when I drove my car along a long portion of highway that a mean gnome lived in the hillside. (this gnome is about 6 feet tall in my mind and wears a robe much like Father TIme or a wizard) Anyway, I traveled this road daily from my boyfriends house to my house at roughly the same time each day. I was sure that the gnome would see my car coming and watch me until I was out of his sight and then before the next day he would move to that location on the hillside. I believed that this would go on until he found where I lived and...well, I'm not sure what I thought he would do...he just creeped me out. So, I would change up the time a little bit, I would take a different route, etc. Well, then I got married (yes, I was that old and NOT in a mental institution.) and I felt that I fooled the gnome because I wouldn't be traveling in that direction any more and by then he was surely closer to my parents house and would not find me again. Many of my friends know this story and are waiting for the day that they will create little blockades by all my doors so that I am held hostage by little ceramic men holding gardening tools and smiling that creepy smile. I will forever hate gnomes!
I used to belive that at night a huge black pantha climbed through everones winow to check they were asleep. If they were asleep it would leave a slice of cake! If you wernt then bad things happened. I don't quite know how i came up with this notion as i have no older siblings who could have told me! Whenever branches tapped against the window i was convinced it was coming and I had to pretend to be asleep! Still, despite the lack of cakes the next day I belived this for several years!
I used to believe that there were alligators in my bedroom carpet, that would attack me if I let any part of my body hang over the side of the bed. Only when the light was on, or mum or dad were in the room, would the alligators not attack me. Blame my older brother for this belief!
When I was little, I believed that the 'koo-ko' (spanish boogeyman) was outside in the dark or in the spareroom of my house and even now as an adult I get more than a little anxious waiting for my dogs to pee or going upstairs to look for something.
when i was little my grandparents had this old storage shed with a small hole in the side. my cousin braught me over to the shed and told me that there was a monster inside. when i wasn't looking he poured bubble salution on his hands. he stuck his hand in the the hole and pulled it out and screamed '' monster slobber! '' . i ran across the yard screaming.
I used to crawl under my bed because I believed it was the only safe place to hide from Indians. I thought they would raid our house and kill my family, while riding horses in my bedroom. I think this logic was provoked by the movie "The Indian in the Cupboard".
Years later I found out I was part Native American... :\
when i was at my grandpas ( i was about 5) i saw a furry gray thing twitching in the window.'' grandpa there's a monster in the window!'' i screamed. '' thats a squirells tail'' he said.
When I was little we would watch Chiller Theater while my parents played cards with my aunt & uncle until the wee hours of the morning on Friday nights. One movie that really frightened me was "The Tingler". My older brother had me convinced that he could become "The Tingler" at will and would anytime I didn't do what ever he wanted.He would roll his eyes back in his head, stick his bottom teeth over his upper lip and groan"Ughhh, tingler,tingler". I did alot of his chores and I was in my early 20's before I would enter a room before turning on the light first. Thanks alot Steve for the emotional scars.
I was afraid to be alone in the house when it was dark. I believed that a human skeleton would appear out of nowhere and strangle me. (I thought the skeleton was the creepiest thing on earth) I had a skeleton costume for Halloween, and as long as I was wearing that, I was not afraid.
When I was little, I sincerely believed that my dresser turned into a monster at night. So I devised a fool-proof plan to keep the monster from getting me: I would put my toy Smurf on my head as I slept, and then the monster would think I'm a moose and it wouldn't eat me. Sure enough, it worked. The dresser monster just sat there staring at me all night, but never once tried to eat me.
To this day, I still sleep a little bit sounder if I put my Smurf on my head...
My brother and I used to sneak and watch Chiller Theater even though we weren't allowed to. After watching a few episodes back to back - The Mummy and Dracula.. I was so afraid when I went to bed that something was going to get me, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I believed that I'd be safe from the vampire if I slept with a cross around my neck and I slept with my arms and legs all sprawled out so I couldn't I couldn't be mummified while I was sleeping!
I used to think that when people were talking about the "Abominal Snowman" (more correctly known as the Yeti), they were saying "Invulnerable Snowman".
The only way to get rid of the boogie monsters that lived in my closet was for my mom to get the broom and sweep them out of the closet, through the house, out the front door, and onto the sidewalk. All the while, she would need to yell, "Go away monsters!" or it wouldn't work.
When I was a child i believed that there was a monster under my bed and it i didnt get to my bed from the doorway in 6 steps it would jump out and eat me....i had a large room and my bed was on the other side, so on the 6th step i always had to jump. I eventually grew out of this but i always made it to my bed in 6 steps.
When I went to bed as a child I used to believe a little monster or somthing of some kind would come into my room and try doing somthing to me.
So I believed if I put my head under the bed covers, and made sure there were no gaps around me, they couldn't get in to get me.
When I was little I thought the boogy man's favorite color was pink and I hate that color, years later I found out that my sister told me that so I would stay out of her room.
Does anyone remember the Stephen King movie "Cat's Eye"? I must have been about 10 years old when it was broadcast on television; the cat-lover I am, I was compelled to watch it...
The horrid little troll in the final story was the subject of my nightmares for years. My room in the attic had cracked walls and I was ever afraid something evil would come out to steal my breath.
when I was 14, the movie was on TV again and I thought it would be good therapy to watch again. After all, I was older and knew the troll was fake. *bites lip* My nightmares came back scarier than ever.
Now, I am 27 years old... about three years ago I found Cat's Eye on dvd for a fair price and bought it. Never plucked up enough courage to watch it for a third time, though.
When I was in 3rd grade my friend told me that she had a stuffed dog that at night came to life. She said it was evil but she couldn't get rid of it because if she did it would try to kill her. She told me it would growl at her and try to bite her while she slept. When she had her birthday she asked me and a few other girls to sleep over. I didn't want to because I was scared that dog would bite me and then try to go home with me. She asked my mom if I could and my mom said yes. I faked a stomachache to stay home.
I remember when I was younger, I believed that monsters only lived in the rooms with carpet. I made the assumption that the monsters preferred carpet rather than wood floors either because carpets were more comfortable or because wood flooring was colder. I always tried to avoid the carpeted rooms as much as possible. But if I had to go onto the carpets, I'd run!
when the water went down thr drain from my bath i used to like putting my hand there to feel it going down my sister used to tell me that theres a dragon living in the pipes and if i kept putting my hand there he would bite it off