monsters

I used to believe that Sante Clause lived in the bushes beside my house, waiting for me to come close enough so he could swallow me whole. I'd have a panic attack everytime my mother would try to walk me to school.

Nicole

When I was about 3 or 4 my older sister told me that there are these monsters that live in back yard and come up at night to eat short haired, redheaded little girls. Needless to say I didn't go outside at night for a very long time.

lil

When i was about 7 i was playing in the yard,and it was my bedtime so my father told me watch out for the zombies under the ground.
i must of cried for about 3 hours.
Im still terrified of Zombies (25 now)

Sarah :P

when I was about 6 thanks to my evil big sister i believed that when you went to bed all the little bed bugs come out and collect your skin then take it to a giant bed bug that lived in the middle of the bed and when it got big enough it burst out and ate you. I remember sleeping curled up on my pillow until the age of 9!

kirsty

When I was little my sister told me the great wolf lodge in Wisconsin dells had real wolves that would come in your room while u were sleeping and eat you. When we were going there for my sisters birthday the next year I cried the whole way there.

Scared of wolves

Until I was 7 I believed there was a potato monster who lived in the basement. He was made of huge potatoes and if I went in the basement he would eat me. My brother and I used to sit on the top step and dare each other to go down. Neither of us made it off the top step! ;D Basements still feak me out!

Anon

thanks to my grandfather i used to beleive that there were things called "hide-behinds" that followed you everywhere you went and everytime you turned around they would hide

philly d

I used to believe that talking to the sewer lids in the middle of the roads was a way to contact Godzilla. And we could only talk to him if we took our Barbie jeep to the middle of the cul-de-sac to get there.

Leigh

When I was little I had this really creepy clown picture hanging up on my bedroom wall. I used to think the clown was real and living in the attic and every time I heard thumps in the attic at night I thought it was the clown trying to escape to come get me, it turns out it was just old pipes rattling but to this day I can never go near a circus and even the sight of a clown gives me a cold sweat.

Anon

when I was a kid I used to believe that we are little people and we live in a giant's playroom. Also they used toothpaste as a glue to build our houses.

ryanne

I used to believe there were crocodiles under my bed. At night they would wake up and look for ankles to grab and drag under the bed. However, they didn't like to venture far from the safe cover of the bed. So if I got up at night to go to the bathroom I would stand on the bed and jump off. Then when I got back I would do a running jump to get back onto my bed.

Jeremy

When I was little my dad used to tell me that there was a short little man with white hair and who liked to eat children and hamsters (I had a pet hamster at the time) that lived in the woods surrounding our house. Every night I would get so scared that he would pop up underneath my window (which was on the first floor) and try and eat me! When we moved I still kind of believed that he lived in our attic.

Anon

When I was little, I thought he was called the "Abdominal Snowman" instead of "Abominable."

Anon

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.

Anon