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i used to think dinsaurs still existed and they would hide behind trees and would come out at night when i was asleep and everyone knew about it and just lied to me. i almost never went outside as a child because of this.
I grew up in London near Heathrow Airport and as a child I knew, for a fact, that there was a werewolf living in the tiny space between my shed and my garden fence. I wasn't too afraid of him.... except for every evening at 6pm when a concorde would fly overhead.
I was mainly afraid that no one would hear me scream if he came out and got me.
I used to believe that monsters lived in my closet and under my bed. I had to get a running start then jump on my bed so monsters wouldn't eat my feet.
When I was little my sister told me that there was a man that walked up and down our road at night and looked in your window and watched you sleep. She described him as being half alive with no scalp, you could see his brains. She said he carried a candle to walk with on dark nights and had a pet that changed everytime she talked about him (half racoon half snake, half wolf half bat that sort of thing)I was super gullible I guess because I believed in it till I was 10 or 11 then she told some cousin that she made it up. I was so mad. I should have known, that night she came in and said she ran over him,
When I was young, the monster I was afraid of was Bloody Mary (the one who you could summon by chanting her name three times in front of mirror), but even more terrifying than her was the man I believed to be her husband, the Wolf-Man. He wasn't actually a wolf at all, that was just his name. He was a guy that drove around in a white pick-up truck, armed with a rifle, and would shoot any children that were not in the presence of an adult. This could happen indoors or outdoors, though he never entered a house, so you were only at risk in front of a window if you were inside. The only room that was safe from him was a cedar closet in my house, because it had no windows, but I believed it was haunted and was jsut as scared of it as I was of the Wolf-Man.
When I was little I saw a (Little person) and Yeled at my "There's A monster mowing the neighbors yard!"so I hid behide the chair turns out my mom knew him!Opps!
My best friend's mom was once dating a man that made up the weirdest creatures. He told us that there was a creature called the "Dopwop" that would come out of your attic and eat you if you hit your mom, the "Quaker" that lived behind the stove, the "Men in Blue" that would steal your bed if you didn't sleep on it, and so on. We believed a few of these stories, so here are the most notable ones:
He told us about a monster that hid in the mud and would jump out at you, suck you under and then devour you. My friend then found a dead pill bug and put it in a cup. I though that this was the creature that was always hiding in the mud...
He also told me that there were these "Raindrop Buddies" that you could get by going under a window during a rain shower. Apparently they stayed with the girls longer than the boys because the boys would piss on them... I was disappointed when it didn't work.
Now I just think the guy was awesome.
I used to think that if I asked enough that I could become a werewolf. (And that the characters from Big Wolf On Campus would come and hang out with me.)
I also used to think that if I didn't jump into bed from the end that I would be pulled under and killed.
I don't have central air, so in the summer I'd have a fan in my room. It stood right over my bed and I always felt like it was staring at me. It creeped me out, so I'd always sleep with my teddy bear and my big quilt, no matter how hot it got. I thought if the fan tried to hurt me, my teddy would kill it and the quilt would keep the fan's evil demon friends from getting me.
When I was about five years old, I told my classmates about my upcoming vacation to Myrtle Beach.
One boy told me that if I went anywhere near the water, a giant octopus would grab me and hold me hostage for two years.
I believed this, and refused to go out on the beach until my family coaxed me into doing so.
When I was young, I used to believe a cow skull my grandparents brought us from out west would come alive on our wall when I was sleeping and its eyes would glow green.
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.
I used to believe that there was a colony of monsters in the attic - they were shower hoses with scissors or gintraps on the end. I believed that if I laid in bed with my legs out straight, they would come and chop my head off, then put it in a jar in the attic.
When I was about five, I read Roald Dahl's "The Witches," where a character gets her thumb cut off. I then believed that there was a thumb-stealer that would come while I was sleeping and cut off my thumbs! Even now, I sleep with my thumbs tucked under my head/arm/pillow/blanket. (And I'm in graduate school now!)
I used to believe there was such thing called the boogie monster. In my dreams about once a week I used to get tickled to death by the boogie monster, his wife and his children.
i believed that every tiem i went down downstairs at night, that a big scary clown came from behind me :( and chased me down. i never looked back to see it. oh, and another time i thought i saw a ghost with a golf club. but it was a dressing gown :(
I heard our renter scream when she came into her room and saw a big, dark shadow on her ceiling. I thought it was the boogie man coming to get us. So I never went back to that room again! (I later was told it was a leak)
i believe that pumpkins are evil!i think they move around while the family are in bed and torture the rest of the things in the house. In the day, the creepy face of the jack-o' lanturn will tease the household objects with his mysterious grin as they know they are in for a night of terror.
For the longest time I used to believe that "Dracula" was a gigantic gorilla with fangs, not unlike King Kong.
As a child I was afraid of the deep end of the pool. I was a great swimmer. I always swam fine in a lake that was pretty deep, but I was convinced that sharks and piranna lived in the deep end of a pool. For some reason they mysteriosly dissipered when my parents swam with me.