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Ok when i was about 11 or 12 or maybe even 10 i used to sleep with the lights off in my room and then id have my door open and the lights in the hall on, i would always sleep so my back was facing the door and whenever i turned i was scared that Chuckie(yes the little red-headed doll) would be standing there with a knife, so i started sleeping facing towards the door
I think at night that if I hear a creepy noise and I pretend to be asleep, I turn invisible and monsters can't see me.
I sometimes think that when I go in the bathroom if a soap bottle is pointing at me, a monster will come that night when I'm sleeping and kill me.
I was very young when I had an obsession with Power Rangers. One day, I watched the movie. The following night, I lay awake in the belief that The Ooze was going to come underneath the crack under the door (I always had my door closed) and kill me.
It was right after I had watched Jurassic Park. I was a little kid back then and it terrified me... Even though I had a great love of Dinosaurs. When I was in bed at night and I heard a noise outside my room, I swore that a Velociraptor was coming up the stairs to eat me. Because they could obviously open doors in that movie. =D
When I was young I watched a movie about a mummy that (of course) came to life and attacked people. There was a scene where some innocent was passing a doorway and the mummy surprised the passerby and attacked. I was a very big kid when I finally overcame the fear of being attacked by a mummy everytime I passed a darkened room.
I used to believe that if I said out loud that I love all bugs animals and monsters that they wouldent come get me. It was a long dark walk home from grandmas house and I was sure the bugs animals and monsters were waiting to get me in the dark
For some reason, whenever I was in a room without an adult, I always used to think there were some sort of monsters in there.
Any time my mom would ask me to go downstairs to help her out with something and the lights were off, I would run down the stairs, do whatever it was she asked me to do, then run back up the stairs ten times quicker.
I believed that whatever was down there was going to prevent me from running up the stairs and would suck me back down.
As a child, I never slept by myself in my own room. I had to call my mother to sleep with me or I went to her room.
I had a phobia that Batman would appear at the foot of my bed at night.
i beleived that behind the door in my nanas hallway
there was 3 monsters that wanted to jump out and eat me so i ran past i also thought there was a monster in the toleit that them when i was there i wont go near the door if i had been toliet. i now know the door lends to the boiler
I was convinced that some sort of flying vampire monster would get me if I left any part of my body sticking out from under my sheets at night.
I used to think there were monsters living inside the walls. This belief was validated when I stuck a key in an electrical outlet.
When I was about 6, I went through a phase of thinking that a giant wanted to kill me. I would lay in my bed and I could hear the giant's footsteps walking up the hill to our house. I would jump out of bed and peep through the curtains to see him, but of course, he was too quick for me and would hide.
When I got back into bed, it would start all over again, only he would be walking faster and faster and eventually running to get me. I really had trouble sleeping for a while because of this giant.
I don't remember how long it went on for, but I eventually realised that it was only my heart that I could hear as my ear was pressed tight against the pillow, my heartbeat getting faster and faster the more scared I became.
I used to believe that an immortal old man would climb through my window at night with an axe and cut off all of my limbs. I slept with the blanket pulled up so just my head was showing thinking that the "man" would think he already cut my head off and move on to the next house. He was competeing with the vampire that lived under my bed.
When I was little, I could never go into this one section in this small museum because of this huge tortoise shell. This shell was hung on the ceiling over a flight of stairs going down and I would think it was going to come and get me, so we would have to take the elevator.
When I was small, I always saw snakes coming out of the walls at night. (They looked like thick worms, and were colours like the ones you see from looking at a bright light and then looking away.) The biggest was the KING SNAKE, and the whole room would *shake* to announce that he was coming.
My mother tried to tell me that snakes did not come out of the walls, but then they started coming out of her too. So I decided that there was an invisible switch on the ceiling that I could flip with my eyes, and that switch would make the snakes freeze. In a couple of nights they figured out that I could freeze them, so they went away for good.
When I was very young I was watching a "Friday the 13th" movie on tv with my Dad. (It is the series of movies with Jason, in case you don't know.) There was a scene with a little girl saying her prayers at her bed with Jason hiding underneath watching her. My Dad said to me "see, if you're good Jason doesn't kill you." Scared me for years. Thanks a lot Dad.
My Dad used to always tell me the if I put rocks in the grass, the rock monster would come get me, really he just wanted to mow the lawn without the fear of knocking someone out...
When I was a child I used to believe in ''cuca'' (an ugly, green monster). Every night, at twelve o'clock. if the children were awake, she would get a bag and put the children inside!
I think i used to believe in that, because i read a book (telling this story) in the night very late.
I had a lot of imagination!
When we were a child we used to believe that there were monster under our beds like bad wolf and "homem do saco" (bag's man). The most terrifying monster that we used to used to believe was the "homem do saco" (bags man), people used to say that he picked up the children who didn't sleep early.