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When I was 3, one night going to bed I saw a monster creep up between my bed and wall. It was flat like a shadow (so it could slide up and down the gap), and looked like a werewolf, with arms held up in a grabbing pose on either side of its head. I was surprisingly non-chalant, I think, and went to my parents to tell them about the monster.
My dad followed me back and asked where it was; I pointed to the edge of bed (behind which the monster had slid back down in my absence, and away from the light).
My dad then did the most remarkable thing. He picked up a blanket, and holding it stretched out between his arms, bent over the bed so as to cover the far edge, then brought his arms together to enclose the monster in the blanket. I followed him out to out second story porch which overlooked our driveway, and beyond that a wooded area. He shook the blanket, and *I swear to god* I saw a large hairy man running away from us across the driveway into the woods.
The monster never came back.
For nearly two years i beleived an indian girl lived in my cupboard and i hated going in my room. It came about from watching an episode of full house. What the indian actually was my clothes in the end of my cupboard at night.....still to this day i have to close my cupboard before sleeping!
I used to believe that whenever it got dark, a werewolf, or two, would be wandering around in my house, lokking for me. I would always run to and from the bathroom at night, and when i got into my room, i would quickly shut the door, but only after making sure that the werewolves hadn't got into my room.
i am fourteen now, and i still am scared of being on my own in my house after dark!!!!
when i was about 5 years old my mother told me that when you blow whistles at night snakes will come from the floors and eat me.. i realized later that she had just told me that because it annoyed her, but still to this day i get uneasy when people blow the whistle at night
when i was about 5-7/2 years old i alwase thought that teh coat hanger on the other end of the room was a person wating for me to fall asleep because the outline in the darkness of the hat and coat looked like a person
When I was very young, I went on a vacation with my parents. There was a button in the hotel room, apparently to request room service.
My parents, in an attempt to prevent me from pressing the button, told me that it was a "Goblin Button"- and that if you should press it, the goblins will come.
To this day, I can remember staying awake throughout night, still as can be, just staring at the button! I was scared to death, truly believing that the goblins would storm the place, just with the touch of the button (which happened to be next to the bed! Ugh!). I was afraid of somehow rolling over in my sleep and accidentally pressing it.
I used to believe that there were barracudas under the docks at Chautauqua. (A counselor told me this when I was 5, to keep us from playing under the docks and being out of sight of the lifeguards.) To this day, I hesitate to go under a dock, and feel very uncomfortable there.
top belief!
My father was a good pianist and even had his own dance band in the 1930s. In the days before TV he used to entertain me by playing boogie woogie. I never could understand why some of my friends were terrified of the boogie man. I couldn't imagine how anybody could be dumb enough to be afraid of a jazz pianist.
When I was little, my parents used to joke aboutthe "Boogie Man". I mis-heard this as the "Booger Man", and I thought that if he touched you, you'd turn into a booger.
When I was younger, I used to believe that a evil man would come in our back door at night and run around the house checking the rooms to see if anyone was there. So I always listened for my parents to go to bed (because the man would only come in if no one was up, obviously) and then I would hide under my covers and pillows completely, except for a little breathing hole, so that when the evil man looked in the room he would think that it was empty and leave. I was always terrified that one day I was going to wake up too early and that he was going to be looking in the room, and then he would laugh in a high-pitched voice (I was sure he had a high-pitched voice somehow), stuff me in a sack, and then take me through the woods to the funeral home that we live near. I always thought that was where dead people came from - they forgot to hide under the covers when the evil man came into their house!
i used to believe if i closed my eyes the monster would not get me, and if i listened to the criminal/ monster guy he would not hurt or even kill me!
When I was little like 5 my cousin told me that the boogie man looked liked a harmless old man that walked downthe streets with a cane and if you were alone he would come and get you and carry you away I am still terified of being near the street alone
When I was 5 or 6 years old, I believed there were Skeletons that would walk right behnd you wherever you went. They would be the exact same size as you and when you turned behind to try to get a glimpse of them, they would dissapear.
I was petrififed of E.T, and was convinced that he lived in my attic with several witches and was always waiting for me to fall asleep so he could kill me.
My sister was really mean a long time ago (Now she's not)but she did a lot of mean stuff to us and one of them was that she told us that there were power rangers in a clostet so me and my brother were really scared
When i was about 5 i was at my grandparent's house.My uncles went in to the basement found an old folding cot, fishing gaiter things, rubber gloves, & a hat & put them on it. They brought it upstairs & said it was the "Cot Monster" & it freaked me out!! It's wicked funny know that we look back at it
When I was a tiddler we lived on the second floor of a block of flats.
One day while Mum was chatting to a friend (for much longer than my own attention span could handle) I looked at a door which appeared on one of the external walls and it opened.
Maybe it was some portal to another dimension or maybe I was just daydreaming but some human-sized squirrels walked through and threatened me with their machine guns!
Worse still, I couldn't interrupt Mum's chatting and had to wait until she stopped before I could tell her so I was constantly peeking out the kitchen door to check that the giant squirrels hadn't seen me and wouldn't come to drag me to their home dimension!
To this day I am still nervous around squirrels in case they grow big suddenly...
When i was lil and for my brother as well, my parents would tell us if we didnt go to sleep that cuco would come get us. Now cuco was suppose to be a big scary monster that ate lil kids. Now me being a frady cat always listened but my brother he never did so one night my father dressed up as cuco. Well he did scary someone but not my brother. in fact he was craking up. me on the other hand........
A Friend of mine was told that the froth that washes up on the shore from the surf was dead mermaids, he used to believe it too. What a dumbass.
When I was little, I believed that monsters came out when the lights are off and dissapeared when the light turned on. For about a year, I always opened the door a crack, then use a stick to turn on the light before going in!
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