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When I was at the ripe age of 3, i was always horribly terrified of going into my living room. Why, you ask? My cousin somehow got me to believe there was a monster living in our grand piano and it was very hungry. She said to keep it in the piano, I had to keep it full by feeding it french fries.
Every day until we moved, I'd pop a little fry in the hole under the keys to keep the horrible monster tame.
Needless to say, my mother was not the happiest person in the world when we had to move the piano into the truck.
When I was nine, my older brother told me that there was a leprechan in the mouse hole in my room. The leprechan supposely would come out every St. Patrick's Day to try and take me away. So I stuffed the hole with reese's buttercup wrappers.
My sister feeds my niece saying if she doesn't eat then a monster named alok bam bam will come take her away.. she described that monster to have long hair and beard... and fat.. When my sister went to drop her off the school on the bus stop she saw a person similar to this description. Quite brave she went and told him she had her breakfast in the morning.. She is 5..
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!"
I used to believe (due to playful threats from my father) that an alligator lived under our couch cushions. Anytime we would wrestle around, he would stick my arms under the couch cushions and say that the alligator was going to eat me. I always sat in the floor.
My brother and I used to believe that trolls lived under the parking spaces that say '15 minute parking only,' and if you parked there for longer than 15 minutes, the troll would come out and smash your car to pieces.
when I was about 5 or 6, I believed that there were rhinos behind the furniture in the guest room, when it was dark.
When I was a child, I believed that if you had any body part other than your head out of the covers, T-Rex would walk by your house and see you and he would then proceed to lift the roof off like the lid to a box and eat you. He'd then calmly put the roof back down and keep going, looking for other kids to eat. Likewise, if you had an arm or leg hanging over the bed, something could reach up and grab you from underneath. Only safely in the middle of the bed with the covers pulled up to your chin were you safe!
My older sister told me and my twin brother that if you didn't clap your hands during "if you're happy and you know it", you would get eaten by a monster while you sleep.
I used to believe the boogeyman lived in my nose
When I was a 5 or 6 year old, I was scared of going to the pond. Wanna know why? Because one time when I was at the pond with my babysitter, I tried to pick the lilies in the water.
My babysitter told me that if you pick the waterlilies, a hairy monster with glowing eyes was going to rise out of the pond, and drown me into the water. I was so scared that i never went to the pond for many years, fearing that the "pond monster" was going to drown me. Then after my parents found out, my babysitter never babysat me again.
To this day I have no idea why she told me that..
My Parents were friends with a couple who owned a Pub in the country. In order to keep me on my best behaviour when we went to visit, I was told the the Man who owned the pub turned into the incredible Hulk when he was angry. I couldn't take that chance as I was so terrified of the Hulk at the time, so I behaved like a little angel.
I used to beleive that unicorns really existed, and they had them at the Safari Park!
When I was very little, my bedroom was directly across the hall from my parents room. If I ever got scared in the middle of the night, and would have to crawl into bed with my parents, I'd stand at the doorway of my room forever, trying to get up the courage to run across the hall to their door, a mere three feet away.
Cause of fear? The furniture in the living room at the end of the hall. I was always terrified the chairs and couch would see me run across the hall, and somehow manage to get to me before I got to the door of my parents room. I always had to look down the hallway to make sure they weren't close enough to make it.
As a child, I believed that there was a monster under my bed but if I dropped candy on the floor on the opposite side that I got out on that he wouldn't see me as I leapt from the bed across the room! My Mom always wondered why there was candy on the floor on that side of the room!!!
when i was little, i used to believe vamires had straws in their teeth and they drank blood through the straws...
When i was a kid we used to go on holiday to Wales and my parents would tell me that dog's footprints (on the beach) were Welsh dragon's claw prints. I believed this for a long time...
When I would be riding along in the car and it was dark outside, I would look far into the distance and see the outline of the trees. But I used to think the dark outlines were monsters and they looked like they were going in the direction of where I was headed. I was always freaked out that one day they'd all be there waiting for me.
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 think that the monsters under the stairs made a mass migration every night, and that their migration path led them right over my bed. If I lay very very still and held my breath, they wouldn't notice that there was someone under the blanket they were walking on and they wouldn't attack me. If I closed my eyes, I could see them all stumbling over me in a long long line...