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When I was turning 9 I saw this movie called boogie man and it was about this thing with sharp nails that lives under your bed and takes everything thats under it! So I started to believe that it was real so from then on i started to hardly go in my room when I was getting ready for bed and i NEVER put my hand or leg under the bed again.
From about the age of 6-11 I was convinced that a terrible monster, the "red-eyed Hedgehog" lived in the space between my neighbour's fence and our garage. My next door neighbour who was a year or two older than me also believed there was a creature that lived down. Every day when we would climb the fence to each other's houses we would have to run really fast and clamber over the fence super quick so the Hedgehod wouldn't drag us down and eat us.
It took us a long time to get brave enough to go back to each other's houses at night time and often we'd ring our parents and ask them to pick us up.
By about the age of 10 I decided that I had to proove the existance of the red-eyed Hedgehog to my parents, so I set a trap. I got a cat carry cage, tipped it on its side and put a stick up to support the cage lid and then filled the plastic base of the cage with chocolate chips. I was upset to discover the next day that the chocolate chips were half gone and the damned Hedgehog had gotten away. :(
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 there was a huge spider at the end of our hall. I couldn't go down the hall without turning on the light at night....and even then, I'd run to my room, which was at the end of the hall.
It never occurred to me the spider wasn't there in the dark since it wasn't there when the lights were on.
I still hate spiders.
My cousin who is two years older than me, told me that if you wrapped yourself up in curtains and made a "good" wish it would come true. But if you mad a "bad" wish, you would transported and locked into your attic and attacked by evil monsters. Yeah, she loved me.
All my life, I have had very bizarre dreams. As a little girl and still in my cot, I remember one dream I had about a small hole by the door of the small room I slept in when my brothers lived with us. It was a very realistic dream and I thought that there really was a tiny Yorkshire terrier in there that came out and the dream just felt scary despite that I loved and cared for dogs a lot. I had another dream whereby I was outside my cot and a pack of odd and somewhat ghostly dogs emerged from the hole led by what I now recognise as a weimaraner. I believed that if I stared at it for long enough, one of the dogs would come out and bark at me again. Linked to this, I also had dreams that werenít nightmares but made me nervous about these bizarre things without faces that were like bullet shaped moons. They sometimes spoke and the only distinction with any of them was that the females always wore spotty pinners. We had these concrete things that are still there by our local fish and chip shop and they looked kinda like them and had chains on them. I used to be afraid that they would come to life at night and thought maybe they were the same things that I saw in my sleep. They never chased me or anything in my dreams but I found them freaky and was a nervous child anyway. I also had a belief that had I not slept under the covers, a purple, anthromorphic wolf in striped pyjamas would get me. I dreamed that he/it did come to check on me once and I always felt safe under the duvet. Even though Iíve no fears now, I always sleep out of habit pretty much under the covers.
When i was little i use to believe that a monster was in my house everynight and he would make a loud rawring noise.I always hid under my covers and fell asleep that way. Well I soon found out it was just my daddy snoring.
When I was little I believe there was a monster under my bed and if stood near the bed the monster would pull me under. So to get on the bed I made a running leap to make sure I didnt get attacked by the monster. I had once heard my dad say a bastard was a bad person so every time I went to get off my bed I would scream "Okay you bastard if you touch me I will tell my daddy and he will kill you!" I would then leap off my bed and go on with my routine. My parents never knew because I was the only one who slept upstairs and my parents were downstairs. But one day my aunt was upstairs on the computer when a neighbor she had never met went up stairs to use my bathroom beacuse he was visting my parents and all the bathrooms downstairs had overflooded. When he had entered my room he had woke me up. I then went to get off the bed and screamed what I screamed every morning. My aunt had seen the man enter and when she heard me she came running in at the same time the neighbor came running out of my bathroom with his pants unziped to see what had happened. When my aunt asked me why I had screamed that I told her the monster was going to hurt me. She thought I meant the neighbor. I had a lot of explaing to do and so did my aunt because she had punched the neighbor and acused him of trying to rape me.
I was always a loud, monsterous child(especially on road trips). When my mother had to drive in big city traffic, which tends to make her nervous, she would get me to shut up by telling me that all the skyscrapers were homes to sleeping giants and if I was loud, they would wake up and stomp our car for desturbing them. I was terrified and I would sit there and try to hold my breath the whole time.
Back when I was a little guy, around 5 or 6, I was dead afraid of monsters and whatnot. I had about 50 stuffed animals, I stuffed them into my bed believing that monsters didn't like to eat fat kids. Now that I think about I laugh.
When I was little my mom would tell me that there was a monster coming toward our house and the only way I could save myself and my family was to clean my really fast and in doing so the monster would go away.
You have no idea how many times I saved them from that monster.
They owe me big time.
I convinced my 4 year old cousin of an exsistece of something called a walking around troll. I said if you stay in a room in the dark when your not sleeping it will eat you. It got very creepy when the power in my room only went off. Thats when I told him I made it up.
I used to make giant circles of dead grass with my friends. We spent hourss collecting grass and leaves and things to make them in the playground. We always thought a bird would land in them but then one of my friends started believing she could turn into a dragon and kept "Nesting" in it. So whenever someone kicked it, she got really angry and said "Hey thats my nest you're kicking!".
I only realised how silly this was when i started going to secondary school.
When i was 5 or 6 i used to belive that there was a monster hiding in my sisters cupboard waiting for me to fall asleep so it could take me away to it's dungeon!!!!!!
When I was younger i had this big fear of the dark because i thought thats when monsters came out and ate you...so in my childhood i developed this theory that if i pretended i was a monster that all the other monsters would be afraid of me. Needless to say i ran around in the ark growling and acting like a lunatic tryin to make myself look like a monster....
this is slightly embarassing,my cousin told me that there were these evil jelly like creatures that lived in the corn field by my house, and that if i went walking in the corn they would run out and bite your legs and ankles, i believed this for years and years.
When I was younger, I was so afraid of my Halloween mask, that I made a trap for it at night for when it came alive.
My parents fell asleep that night deaf--I screamed my pants off when I saw them trying to pick up the food off of the floor.
where i live there are a lot of eucalypus trees. when i was very young (like 5) i had a very bad dream, and was terrified that a big monster would come and get me. if i went outside i was in danger or being caught by the monster, but because he was so big, he'd shake the eucalypus trees when he walked. so i'd go outside and look at the eucalyptus trees, and if they were moving i'd run back inside. because eucalyptus trees are so tall and the trunks are so thin, they move even in the slightest breeze, so i didn't get outside much!
I used to believe that the boogie man would come and get me if I didn't listen to my parents.
When my little brother was 6 years old, I told him that those little dust particles floating around in the light of the window were actually little monster alien things that lived on the sun, called Megamimas. They transported to Earth by travelling on rays of sunlight. I told him that they bite, and the bites were extremely painful for their tiny size. My grandfather is missing a finger on one of his hands (it got shot off when he was in the Navy), and I told my brother that a Megamima bit his finger off.
He avoided windows during the daytime for a long time.