make-believe: monsters

when i was young, i had read a scary story about two women swimming in a river, and one of them was grabbed at the ankle and pulled underwater. when she got out, she had a green palm print on her leg caused by a "frogman." for a long time after reading this story, i was afraid of not just rivers and lakes, but my own shower and toilet. i would avoid standing near the drain in the shower for fear of the frogman leaving behind a green imprint on the bottom of my feet. i can't begin to describe the caution used when on the toilet.

In my old house, in my younger years, I used to believe that Freddy Krueger would come out of the ceiling of my shower and eat me. I guess that having no light in the shower contributed to that and watching too many horror movies.

When I was 10, I saw Alien. Then Aliens. I then checked behind the shower curtain for a few years to make sure a Facehugger wasn't there waiting for me to use the toilet. :|

when i was very little, like 2, 3, 4, i was absolutely terrified of the boogeyman. my older sister told me that he moved to florida (far away from where we lived, in massachusetts). i was never afraid of him after that.

I'm sure you've heard of the Gatorwampus. It's a creature that only comes out at night and eats very bad children. My parents used to tell my sisters and me that the Gatorwampus lived in a horse pasture that was behind the backyards of the houses on my street. Needless to say, we were very good children.

Up to this day, I still do this. Everytime I go to the bathroom, I always check inside the shower, to see if anything is in there. I know there isn't going to be, but I just can't help looking!

When I was about seven, I had a nightmare that the muppets were trying to pull me off the top bunk in order to make me a puppet. In the panic between dream and reality I felt something touching my foot I know now that it was probibly just my blankets but to this day, I sleep completely covered up year round (I am now 29)!

when i was younger, a friend of mine told a horror story of a doll that came alive and killed people with her huge abnormal purple finger. so for a while after that, i used to believe that my porcelian cabbage patch doll that my grandmother made me was that same doll in the horror story, so at night i would sleep with the covers over my head so she wouldn't see me and kill me.

When I was a little girl I loved ham sandwiches. My Mama would buy "DAK" brand ham and it had a little picture of a viking on the package. I thought that he was the devil (what with the horns and all) and I was always scared that when we planted flowers in the garden that I might see one of those tips of his horns showing up through the dirt. I was worried that he'd be released from hell and it would all be my fault!

When I was five, my mom would always tell my brother and I that if we weren't good for the babysitter, a Boogie Man would get us. She said it stayed in the walls and watched us.

One night I was bad at the babysitters, I bit my brother. She told me I was a really naughty girl.

As I slept that night, I woke up and saw a Green Head poking out of the wall. (I didn't realize It was just part of a bad dream).

I asked all the kids in Kindergarten if they had ever seen the Boogie Monster.

They all said NO. So for another five years I was convinced I was the worlds most rotten kid. I wouldn't do anything wrong. I wanted to be a good kid, so the Boogie Man would not come back.

Imagine the horror when I heard my mother tell my brother there was no such thing. That it was made up to scare kids.

To this day my mother does not know what she did to me, with her little boogie man story.

I used to think there were monsters hiding in shoes, so I didn't like it if there were shoes laying on the ground in the room; I would keep turning around because I felt they were watching me.

When i was nine i used to think that gnomes came alive when i watered the flowers. Therefore i always threw the water and ran. To this day i still don't have water fights near any flowers.

When i was six i saw the cartoon "The Snowman". I damn near crapped myself, as i was convinced that the snowman was actually evil, as it took the boy away from his parents. It reached the point where if i ever saw a snowman i would either run away of jump up and down on it's snowy corpse, screaming like a madman.
The first snowman i made was at age 15, and i still thought i saw his dull pebble eyes looking at me hungrily . . .
Scary huh?

I thought that nightmares were in fact evil monsters that would come and get me through the heating vent. The sound from the heating vent in our old home was a "shuh-shuh,shuh-shuh," and when it came on,my brother would tell me those were the nightmares coming to get me!

I used to have a terrible fear of Bigfoot. I was convinced that he was 'just around the corner,' waiting for the perfect time to grab me. It was especially horrible on very windy days. The wind would whip around the house, howling very loudly and I just knew that it was Bigfoot letting me know that my time was up!
Once, while visiting someone's house, I hid in a closet. This house had huge, screened windows and I just knew that it would be so much easier for Bigfoot to reach in and take me away through those things...

...but I'm all better now. I think.

i used to believr that a goblin lived in my elevator shaft and controlled the elevator movement. this idea was given to me by the janitor who thought it would be funny to scare me....it worked, i never went in the lift in that building again, and 10 flights of stairs is alot for a wee boy!!!

I was pretty sure monsters were real because once I slipped from a nightmare where monsters were taunting me and I was just wrapped up in the blanket and eventually I made a run for it and got my mum and was confused that they were gone when I came back with her.

Another time I was looking at a night light falling asleep and a face came up and talked to me, it reinforced my belief. So far I haven't been proved incorrect though =p.