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When I was a kid I used to believe that there was a vampire that lived under my bed and I was absolutely convinced that there really was.
So I have this dog and he ALWAYS sleeps in a beanbag next to my bed but one night I guess he decided to sleep under my bed.
Now picture this: 6 year old girl just having fallen asleep at midnight beacuse of the "vampire" under her bed. She is woken up by an at first low, but then louder growling sound while something moves out from underneath her bed.
My throat is still hoarse
One of the neighborhood kids claimed he was a vampire. He had pale skin, pale hair, and a big ugly scar under his eye. He was also bigger than me so it took verly little imagination for me to believe him. When I was about 7 I remember him biting me because I didn't give back his basketball then worrying all night because I thought I was a vampire too.
When me + my sis were little we believed we were vampire slayers. We used to walk around with sharp sticks and think that vampires really existed. Too much Buffy i am thinking.
You know how vampires are supposed to live in transelvania, well when I was a kid I thought they lived in Pennsilvania
I'm still in the habit of covering my neck when I'm in the dark, whether it's with my hands or cover...it also worked against the Headless Horseman ^_^
I used to be absolutly convinced that a vampire lived in my bathtub because it was like a coffin without a lid. I could not go to the bathroom until someone went and checked it first.
I did not believe that vampires couldn't get you if you pulled the covers up to your neck. Whether it was covered or not was immaterial. The real trick was to make sure you slept on your side. While some might argue that this would only better expose your neck to them, I firmly believed that if presented with the side of my neck, the vampires would become utterly confused and leave.
I used to believe that if you pulled the covers up tight around your neck that vampires wouldn't be able to bite you. I believed this because I thought they would think you were just a head with no body.
I used to believe that every one of my family members was a vampire, and that I was one too. I used to tie my hands and legs at night with blankets to make sure that I wouldn't sleepwalk away from my bed and drain someone's blood.
When I was around five, I became rather fixated with vampires. First, I thought my mom was a vampire, and thought she would bite me at night while I was sleeping. Then, I briefly thought that I had somehow become a vampire, because I thought my teeth were poinity, and that I'd have to spend all my life controlling myself and trying not to bite my parents.
Finally, I thought that vampires would come into my bedroom through my window and try to bite me. I thought the only way I could stop them was by sleeping with the covers up to my chin. My theory was that since they'd have to pull back the covers to get to my neck, they simply wouldn't bother. And if they did try to pull back the covers, I'd immediately wake up and they'd flee. It became a habit, and it was only in the last few years that I felt safe sleeping over the covers, even though I wasn't scared of being attacked by a vampire anymore.
For the longest time, my little sister believed she was a vampire. Why? Because she can't balance a spoon on her nose. And everyone knows that only vampires can't balance spoons on their noses...
When I was a kid I was really scared of vampires and I though that my mom would change into one! I have no idea where this idea came from but it was giving me a hard time; at _least_ once a day I told my mother to show me her teeth, so I would be sure that they aren't changing into fangs! And it lastet for a pretty long time. My mom was really tiers with this, but she always showed me them, 'couse I just wouldn't let it go.
When i was little i thought that vamires were real as i used to watch Buffy the vampire slayer and i was fine whiule watching it but i wasnt when it came to bed time! As soon as my mum had gone out of my room i used to cover up my neck with my hair and my teddys and i always used to see these shadows walking past my door. I didnt grow out of it and am a bit weary of them now!
There was a time in my life when I was around 10 ys old, when I was really obsessed with vampires. I watched a children's series about them and read several books dealing with vampires. After a while I became really paranoid and suspected everyone in my surroundings including my mum to actually be real vampires disguising as humans, ! I tried to act inconspicous in order for them not to think I had uncovered their camouflage so they would not do any harm to me.
I used to believe vampires could enter mirrors because they didn't have reflections to keep them out.Creepy huh?
When my brothers and I were little, we shared a room. We also believed that a vampire lived under MY bed, which was the lowest bunk bed. We didn't want to go to sleep, so my mom said "Don't come in the bathroom, because I am making Monster Spray, and it is a secret recipe, so don't come in." She mad e some spray out of water and other stuff, I dunno what.And it was brownish. But hey, at least we thought it worked.
when I was little, I watched a scary vampire movie, and for awhile, i would never turn my head to the side so that a vampire doesn't come and bite my neck. Also, once when my dad came to tuck me in, i was about 6, I asked him if he turned into a vampire at night and suck my blood. I don't know where that came from!
When I was five, my much older brother was babysitting me and we watched a scary vampire movie together. After that night, and for a decade more, I slept with the covers right up to my chin, tightly guarding my neck from vampires that would come and suck my blood when I fell asleep. I went to bed that way, and somehow I woke up in exactly the same stiff position every morning.
When I was very small, I was terrifed of vampires coming and attacking me when I was asleep, and the only way to stop them, was to pull the covers up to my eyes, and repeat, 'Go Away, Vampires' in my head, over and over again, until I fell asleep. Obviously, this would result in a forcefiled being put around mine and my family's beds, meaning the vampire would burn his hands if he tried to lift up the covers to bite my neck. Basic science. :)
When I was a little girl I had a reaccuring nightmare of a vampire who bit you and gave you cat-scratch fever, so for the longest time I believed that the only way I was safe to go asleep was if there was a blanket over my neck. The rest of my body it was okay to not cover but my neck just HAD to be covered. As if that was the only place where a vampire could bite me.