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My nana used to tell me the poem "The Highwayman" when I was little. Of course, a lot of it made no sense to me, but I was smart enough to know being gagged and bound was a frightning experiance. And my dad was a landlord. So I always believed the poem was about me, sort of a phrophecy. Every time it was really windy and dark, when the reflection of the full moon bounced on the waves, I would scream and cry until morning, hoping the hi way man with a twinkly butt ("his pistol butts a twinkle") wouldn't come and get me.
Bethan
top belief!
The Definitive Monster Protection Rules (I know they work, because I'm still here. ;)
1. Before going into a darkened bedroom, bathroom, or basement, throw something through the door or down the stairs. This will scare the monsters into hiding long enough for you to turn on the lights.
2. Leave a light on. The bathroom light down the hall is acceptable, but a nightlight is even better. Flashlights only make them hide until you turn it off.
3. Leave a plate of cookies just inside your baby brother's room. Monsters like cookies, too, and the scent will lead them to his room instead of yours.
4. Leave the door to your room open. This will allow your parents to more clearly hear your ear-piercing screams should a monster attack you in the middle of the night.
5. Monsters are as afraid of parents as children are of monsters, so bathe in your daddy's aftershave before you go to bed.
6. Wear Superhero Underoos instead of your jammies. This deceives the monsters into believing that you're a Superhero, and they'll be too afraid that you'll hurt them to attack.
7. Ensure that all closet doors and dresser drawers are fully shut or completely open. If they're closed, the monsters can't get out to attack you. If they're open, the monsters that are hiding inside will know that you know that they're there and they won't come out.
8. Put a pillow next to you in the bed and cover it up. There is a 50/50 chance that the monsters will attack it, instead of you.
9. Pull your covers up to your neck. Monsters are allowed to grab you by any body part, except the head, that isn't protected by even a thin layer of fabric.
10. Do not allow any part of your body to dangle over the edge of the bed in your sleep. The monsters under the bed will use this as a loophole to grab that body part and pull you under.
11. Make sure that your covers are flat across the rest of the bed. This enables you to see any suspicious bumps moving toward you under them and will give you enough time to sound off an alarm (the ear-piercing scream mentioned earlier).
12. Never, Ever, look under the bed after the lights are out
13. If you have to use the bathroom in the middle of the night, don't - because this is the chance for which the monsters have been waiting. If you're unable to hold it until morning, jump at least a body length from the edge of the bed (so the monsters under the bed can't grab your ankles) then quickly make your way to the bedroom door without actually stepping on the floor. The clothes you left strewn across the floor when you changed into your jammies, rather than putting them in the hamper like your mama's asked a million times, can be used for this purpose.
This takes advantage of a little known point of monster law that states they are not allowed to grab a human child unless his/her feet are touching the floor. Contrary to what your mama believes, dirty clothes on the floor could save your life. Another obscure point of monster law states that they can't grab you if you're standing in a spot of light, but this is unreliable as a means of protection because the monsters will cheat if it's moonlight.
Addendum I: Green Jello = Monster Kryptonite.
Addendum II: Contrary to what your daddy will tell you, there is no such thing as the Potty Monster. He made this one up because he finds the expression on your mama's face amusing when you tell her that you peed your bed because you were afraid the Potty Monster might eat you.
~~heaven
When I was younger (I can't remember when), every tuesday (I think it was) at night, (or evening, but it was in winter so it was dark at 5.) we had to walk past a shop full of mannequin heads, modelling wigs. I was TERRIFIED! The reason? EVERYONE I went with referred to it as 'The Dead Dolly Shop' and I could hear the capital letters. I pretended like I was fine... "Are we going to pass The Dead Dolly Shop?" "Yes." And I would reply, probably in a weak voice, "Yay..." But I was terrified of the dead dollies! I used to have nightmares...
Don't let the Dead Dollies get me!
At the age of six, I was terrified of werewolves. I used to hide behind the couch whenever the Thriller video played on TV. Instead of falling victim to a werewolf attack, I decided (imagined) that I had a PET werewolf that I would send out each night to terrorize OTHER children.
Lauren
I used to believe that there was a monster that rampaged the streets at night and ate little children who weren't in bed by 9 o'clock in the evening.
Mya-chan
My bedroom was upstairs, and I hated walking up them at night when my parents were in the living room. After a while I figured that since my parents could actually keep monsters away, then I could trick the monsters into thinking my parents were there by saying, "Good night Dad." "Love you too Mom." Over and over till I got to the safety of my room.
Katie
In order to get me inside after dark, my father would tell me that if I didn't come inside, that "Shamu" would get me. I did not know who this Shamu person was, but he sounded big and horrifying. The trick worked every time. As I got a bit older I found out that Shamu was a WHALE at Sea World. Dad's trick died that day.
Connie G.
i was about 5 years old. One time i was at Sonny's and i was crying. well, my mom got really mad and sayed that if i dont stop crying, this cheese grater that looked like a bird with a cage for a body, named The Crybaby Eater would come out and eat me and keep me in its cage forever for eeryone to see i was a crybaby. well, i stopped crying and believed that little tale till i was 10!!!!
Rachael Depp
When I was younger, I read a book called "Tailypo." It was a children's book. In the book the monster's tail was cut off by an older man, so the monster came back and ate the man in his bed. I used to believe that I would wake up and see glowing red eyes right before the creature would eat me.
Sarah
i used to believe that at night, when i was doing my bathroom chores, if i didn't hurry and get ready for bed as fast as i could, the big bad wolf would come to the window and try to break in and eat me..
i actually saw him a couple of times..
-rachel
I was always a loud, monsterous child(especially on road trips). When my mother had to drive in big city traffic, which tends to make her nervous, she would get me to shut up by telling me that all the skyscrapers were homes to sleeping giants and if I was loud, they would wake up and stomp our car for desturbing them. I was terrified and I would sit there and try to hold my breath the whole time.
Brittany Southerland
When I was about six, I used to believe that when I got out of bed in the night to go to the bathroom that if I didn't get back to bed as quickly as possible, I would be attacked by monsters hiding in the shadows. I'm 23 now and it's still a big problem when I'm home alone.
Michelle
when i was little i was scared of monsters under my bed so my mom made me "moster spray" it was in a little spray bottle and i would spray it upder my ben every night.
key
When I was little, I believed that a mask I once saw at my grandpa's house would come and eat me at night. For years I slept under the covers.
i used to think in the daytime there were monster that would hide and in the night when I was asleep they would come out and have a party.
go_rooney
I used to believe that if you left the table while you are eating than the table monster would eat all your food.
When I was like 3 or 4, I used to think that there were two skeletons under my bed. So when I went to bed every night, I would jump from 2 feet away from my bed onto my bed, because I thought they would pull me under my bed.
When I was little I believe there was a monster under my bed and if stood near the bed the monster would pull me under. So to get on the bed I made a running leap to make sure I didnt get attacked by the monster. I had once heard my dad say a bastard was a bad person so every time I went to get off my bed I would scream "Okay you bastard if you touch me I will tell my daddy and he will kill you!" I would then leap off my bed and go on with my routine. My parents never knew because I was the only one who slept upstairs and my parents were downstairs. But one day my aunt was upstairs on the computer when a neighbor she had never met went up stairs to use my bathroom beacuse he was visting my parents and all the bathrooms downstairs had overflooded. When he had entered my room he had woke me up. I then went to get off the bed and screamed what I screamed every morning. My aunt had seen the man enter and when she heard me she came running in at the same time the neighbor came running out of my bathroom with his pants unziped to see what had happened. When my aunt asked me why I had screamed that I told her the monster was going to hurt me. She thought I meant the neighbor. I had a lot of explaing to do and so did my aunt because she had punched the neighbor and acused him of trying to rape me.
KS
I watched a video one time that had an evil guy who sneaked into kids rooms in the middle of the night, and if they werent asleep he would turn them into ugly rats and carry them off in a sack. There was always that little bit of urgency to get to sleep from then on.... Incidentally, if anyone knows what that film was called, id be really grateful if u let me know...
Jen
When I was much younger, I woke up before everyone else on weekends. But I was always afraid to leave my bed because I feared when I walked from my bedroom, Chuck E. Cheese would be there with a huge scary grin on his face, ready to kill and eat me. So I'd be yelling for my parents to wake up from across the hall, horrified to even get out from under my covers.
I don't know why Chuck E. Cheese seemed frightening (Especially since I now own pet rats), but he was.
ClaireRat
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