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In the nearest city to my hometown, there is an old radio tower. I always believed that it looked like a platform with red chairs, and since they were so high up in the sky, I thought they were chairs for giants.
I always used to believe that when I turned the lights off downstairs at night, a werewolf would come and chase after me if I didn't run up the stairs. I'm 19, and I still run up the stairs to get away from the monsters.
My grandparents told me if I didn't finish my dinner (which was pork- yuck!) the Flashlight Monster would come and eat me. Just then, a flashlight was looming around outside the window. I scarfed down my food quick! ...Later I discovered it was my uncle.
When I was 5, I was convinced that Frankenstein lived in my bathroom. I would watch my door until I drifted to sleep, just knowing that moment I shut my eyes, he would appear and flush me down the toilet to his sewer home.
When I was younger, I use to believe that if I didn't cover up my feet when I was going to bed something bad would happen to me in the middle of the night. Age 7 + horror movies, don't mix.
I used to believe that the popping and thumping sounds of the heat-pipes expanding was little fire-demons climbing up the pipes! I used to put heavy objects over the heat registers to keep the monsters from getting out!
I used to believe a drain monster would come out of the toilet every time I flushed, or walked over sewer grates.
When i was younger, whenever I saw a bunny I thought it would become bigger when my back was turned and come and get me. That image stopped when I saw one in a really public place. I saw the bunny, kept my eye on it and ran...right into a pole. I can still hear it vibrating and all the people asking if I was alright...
When I was little, my older brother used to tell me that only monsters don't blink, and would then stare at me, unblinking. I thought my brother was a monster for a long time, and still to this day get a little freaked out when people don't blink for a long time.
On my playground there were a few power boxes with a warning sign that looks like an angry electricity bolt. I was convinced that if you got too close to a transformer a monster would come out and shock you.
When I was a little girl, I believed that there were little men in my ceiling fan. Every night, I would cry for my mom, screaming "There's a man in my fan!" I was 3 years old, and I thought these 'men' were going to kill me.
Instead of having a security blanket as a child, I had a pillow. And I was convinced that every night there was some creatures that would come into my room and try to steal it. So every night I would put this pillow between my knees and have a vice grip on it. If I found it on the floor in the morning I was convinced that the creatures had tried to take it from me
As a child at bedtime, I kept my entire body under the covers. Due to monsters, any exposed skin meant certain death. I told my mom we should invent a bed snorkel so i never had to leave the sheets, not even for oxygen.
when I was little I slept with about 27 stuffed animals in my bed at one time to protect me from the evil monsters under my bed. (I am not joking about the 27 stuffed animals, they were all ranging in size) and when I fell asleep the stuffed animals would "wake up" and have a dance party in my room. when a monster came out from under my closet they would stop dancing and start fighting the monster until it went away. My stuffed animals were Karate ninjas.
When i was younger my dad use to tell me to look out the car window when we were driving at night past woods, because i needed to look out for the goat man incase he attacked the car. i was terrified of the goat man.
I used to believe that there was a little lady that lived in my bed and would sew my feet to my sheet if I didn't tuck my blankets under my feet.
My dad goes on trips a lot, and when I was younger, I didn't bother asking where. So when my older sister told me that he was a secret purple alien spy from Mars in disguise who visited his home planet on his trips, I believed her. I was scared of my dad for a week.
I used to believe that there was a birdman that lived in a dumpster in the field across from my old home because my sister told it to me so I wouldn't follow her and her friends when they'd go out to the field to smoke.
My cousin used to tell me that there were some wild boar behind the windows .. And he used to tell me that if i didn't sleep fast the wild boar will come to me and will eate me !! So i would alway be scared and watched the window everytime ..
And he used to tell me too that behind the door in front of my bed there were some monsters and they'll devour me !! so when the door moved because of the wind .. or creaked i was scared and i cried a lot !!
My brother and I used to think that there were monsters would lived under bridges and highway overpasses. Whenever we drove under a bridge we would duck to make sure that the monsters couldn't grab us. Even now sometimes as a passenger I'll start falling back on old habits.