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i used to believe that a monster lived in the garbage disposal. i would never go near the sink
This is very weird belief but...when I lived in my old house, there was a closet in the middle of the hallway. I used to believe that there were ghosts, vampires, robots or zombies staring at me and the only way for them to not attack me was to not notice it and to hold my breath. It was very weird
I used to believe that sharks or alligators would come out of the vent in swimming pools. I would rarely go to the deep end and if I did, I would always check to see if something was coming out of the vent.
I used to believe that when you crossed bridges, you had to pick your feet up or else the trolls would get you!
When I was younger I used to lie in bed and hear thudding sounds. I heard them every night when I was trying to sleep and was convinced king kong was outside lumbering about looking to eat me.
It was only when I was older, that I realised the thudding sound was actually my heart beating!
When I was 6 my friends saw the movie IT, and told me IT lived under my bed. About a week later I woke up in the middle of the night and my foot was bleeding where something had bitten it. I was convinced IT really did live under my bed and leaped from a few feet away to get into bed for years after.(Turns out my new kitten bit my foot because I was moving it in my sleep)
I used to believe when I was younger that if you got hurt and you started bleeding, you would turn into a monster. So when my brother accidentally cut his thumb open with a knife, I started crying and screaming, "Mom! I don't want him to turn into a werewolf!"
when I was little, I went into a card store (probably hallmark), and opened all the drawers underneath the card racks. My parents promptly told me that one drawer in every card store is filled with poisonous snakes. To this day, I still get butterflies in my stomach when I pass a card rack.
When I was young, my brother convinced me that if I didn't cover up my toes when I went to bed, the toe pirates would take them away from me. To this day, I cannot sleep with uncovered toes.
When I was little my dad was stationed in Okinawa, and whenever he would come back, he'd tell me about how he'd have lunch with Godzilla. I firmly and solidly believed this, and would tell my friends at school. I even threw a rock at a 6th grader for saying my dad made it up!
I lived at the top of a cul-de-sac... Well the older kid 9 houses down at the street entrance had a thin metal rod one day... He was scraping it on the pavement (making it spark) when he let go and it flew straight across the street and fell into the storm drain... He said I could have it if I wanted to fight the sewer monster for it!
After hearing that I wouldn't go anywhere near the end of our street for almost a year unless I was in a car!
When I was little; I had a computer in my room. And each night, I would stare at it, terrified. I used to think something was gonna come out, or that a scary face would appear on the screen. My mum and dad said they'd take the computer out of my room, but I didn't want them to. So I asked them, each night, to put a towel over it. However, I would make faces out of the pattens on the towels, which scared me even more. I just got my computer took out in the end.
When I was little, whenever we drove past the airport at night, my mom would tell me that all of the different colored lights on the ground were porchlights for the gnomes that lived there. I believed it for many years...
I used to fear the creature on the Pepperami advert. My sister had a Pepperami lunchbox and she told me it was inside it. I had nightmares for years.
Oh, what a cruel child I was. I told my sister of 3 that thunder was giants' feet. Yes, she was terrified, and yes, my mum did tell me off.
i used to believe escalators would eat me.
I used to believe monsters did exist
i used to believe that there were monsters under my bed, but if i wrapped myself up in my blanket really tight they couldnt get me. because monsters cant get past an inpenetrable blanket, right.....................right
I used to believe that my blanket had super powers....like many children. But, I also believed that an evil boogey-man would come into my room at night and cut off any appendage that was sticking out from under my super blanket. My nose was the only thing that was allowed to stick out so I could breathe.
Never lost any appendages; my blanket was very powerful.
I used to believe that if you spoke while driving past a graveyard that Frankenstein would come after you.