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When I was about 5, We lived in Kansas..often there would be a truck that came through the neighbouhood with a loudspeaker declairing a Tornado Warning, and to go to the basement. This Truck had steel bars on the windows. I was absolutly sure that the "Tomatoe" was going to be let loose and kill us all. Then the movie Revenge of the KillerbTomatoes came out. never watched it...
I used to think that the knotholes on my wood-panel ceiling would fall off. I guess I thought they would attack me or something, because I remember being extremely scared of them.
Until I was 12, i lived in a townhouse. When i went to sleep and put my ear to the pillow, i heard voices.Until i was 10 I thought that thieves, criminals, and monsters were having meeting in my house while we were asleep! It turns out that i was hearing the voices of the people in the opposite house, louder because the bed was aginst the wall we shared with them.
When I was little I used to believe that there was a sand man. And he was a big shadow on the walls and could turn into sand and crawl through the crack under my door. I would always close my eyes tight at night in fear that he would come and get me.
When i was younger i always thought that every one was a monster at night. Every one but me. i would always hide under my bed because i thought i was safe where they couldn't find me.
My aunt used to tell me if I didnt hurry up the big fat man would get me so i ran but now she still says it but I dont run It only reminds me of the old days
When I was a little kid, and when my mom, dad, and I lived in my grandparents basement, I used to believe that if I stepped in a laundrey hamper, that my feet would be stuck in them. I thought that if I stepped in them, and got stuck, that a monster would come and eat me. I also thought that fireflies were aliens, and if I went outside alone that I would be abducted and then eaten by aliens.
my brother told me that there was a walking voodoo doll under my bed that would eat me!
I used to belive that zombie hands would burst trough the floor and grab my ankles.
When I was a child I used to believe that when I went to sleep, some kind of maniac or monster would come to my bedroom, and tried to kidnap me, but If I was under the blankets of my bed it couldn't kidnap me.
around the time the slender man stabbing happened, i thought slender man was real and didn't go outside by myself for months..
As a kid, I used to believe that two wolves lived in my garage; their names were "Wolf of the Dark" and "Day Wolf," so anytime I went to my garage, I would greet them aloud because I would be scared that if I didn't greet them politely, they would eat me. And when I went to bed, I would sometimes be scared they would come upstairs to eat me in my sleep, so I would hide under the covers of my bed.
As I grew up, I stopped believing in that story because it didn't make any sense, kind of like believing in Santa Claus. But now, getting older and thinking back on it, I find it quite funny that I would believe such a thing.
I used to belive this: If I saw a stranger man and spoke to him, he would become a monster. This was because my mother told me not to speak with strangers. And because she said this I belived that strangers were dangerous.
i used to believe that after dark the zombies and monstars were out.it wasnt in till i was 13 that i found out it was just a tree
When I was growing up, my dad would tell me there was a Boogie Man in our hallway and that if I didn't hurry up and get out of the hallway, that he would get me. So, for years I'd run down the hall as fast as I could.
The gurgling of water in the s-pipe under the bathroom sink was a monster. It needed to be fed bits of lollipop on a regular basis. If it was not fed then Santa Clause would know. Then I would not receive any presents. I was 6 1/2 when I thought this. The monster is probably quite hungry now as it hasn't been fed in over 20 years.
When I was five my big brother told me that a big fire ball came round every year. It rolled around the streets sucking people in and killing them. I believed him and was totally terrified. I'm 23 now and he still laughs about it today.
When I was a child, I strongly believed that Giants lived in amongst the mountain ranges. It was something I didn't shake until I was twelve.
When I was little, my mum used to tell me that if you didn't go to sleep, the moon would see you and tell his friend, Mr Crane (not a bird, the mechanical type!) would come and lift you out of bed and take you to a place where all the nughty children go. Needless to say I had a few nightmares and wouldn't go near cranes til I was about 7.
When I was little, I saw the movie Gremlins. I was terrified!! I thought gremlins were real and that they'd run out of the dark and get me. Well, I used to have a play room and one day as I passed it, I saw out of the corner of my eye what I thought was a gremlin. I avoided that room like the plague for about a week. I finally got brave enough to go in (screaming bloody murder at it... as though that would help) and it turned out to be a crumpled up sock.
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