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i watched too many vampire movies when i was small (still do i suppose). beacusase vamipres always slept in coffins, i thought that the dead people at funerals were vampires, and all the people there were there to put a wooden stake through the persons chest
I didn't believe in Santa, but I knew that vampires were 100% real.
I thought that as long as the cotton sheet covered all of my neck, it would protect me as sure as steel. I worked it out along with that whole invitation mythology. A vampire couldn't come into your house unless you invited them. Well, I figured that my sisters were pretty thick-headed and might unwittingly invite Dracula in without knowing it, but as long as my neck was covered, I was UN-inviting him to bite me.
I also told my little sister, after watching Salem's Lot on TV, that if she was ever turned into a vamp, I would NOT open the window and let her in.
I think that little speech gave her nightmares for weeks.
i used to believe in waresheep. what? yes you heard waresheep, a mixture of warewolfes vampires and well sheep. (the waresheep were the ones with black fases) when i was little we used to go for walkes in wales, i know, where a friend of my parents invented these creatures which petrifide me and so i would ware a clove of galick and make concoctions, which normly had garlick in them and a kit kat whitch i would have to drink to repell the blood sucking waresheep, who praed on little boys and girls. never turn your back on a waersheep!!!!!
A group of my colleagues at work were discussing vampires and various other mythical creatures when Jennny, one of the more senior managers interrupted;
"You can't be killed by Vampires as if you are born on a Saturday". To this comment there was complete silence until Danny asked; "So who told you that Jenny?" to which Jenny replied; "My Mum" and then Danny asked the killer question; "And on what day were you born Jenny?" and the penny finally dropped!!!
I used to beilieve that if you look at the mirror at night: you will see that there is something wrong with your face, either it is all in blood, or your eyes are shining with red, or your teeth are really long. and if you still look at yourslef in the mirror at night and don't see anything wrong with you, than you can be sure that vampire(I still don't know why it is vampire and not any other creepy creature)will come and get you. I am still kind of terrified of looking in the mirror at night. I always get the feeling that somebody is watching me.
I also used to believe that if you come to the bathrooms' mirror at night with a candle lit up, and call "Bloody Mary" 3 times than she will come and hang you. I tried to do that once, but I got so scared so I ran away from the bathroom and I couldn't even cry.
I used to believe that if you look in the mirror (your favorite one) long enough than you will see your future, but since you already saw it, it will change and it will be bad, because you tryied to cheat it.
Well, I still think that there is something wrong with the mirrors, even though they are totally scientifically explained.
When I was little my sister convinced me that she was a vampire and that during the night she was going to suck out all my blood. After losing a few nights of sleep, I decided to pack the underside of my pillow with garlic cloves so she wouldn't suck out my blood. My mom couldn't figure out where all her garlic went till she caught the scent coming from our bedroom. Of course my sister was punished and I gloated.
I used to believe that there were werewolves running in packs under my bed and vampires coming in the window.If i didnt cover everything up at night,id get bitten.Somtimes when im drunk, i still wrap myself up, just in case.
i used to belive that a vampire was under my bed, and at night it would come out and bite me so id pull the covers around my neck so it couldn't bite me
i used to think that the world started with vampires and that some one killed the queen vampire and then all the vampires turned into humans and that is how the human race began.
I used to believe that there might be a vampire in the shower. Therefore, whenever I would have to go to the bathroom, I would always have to open the shower curtain first to make sure there was no vampire that would get me when I sat down on the toilet.
I used to believe that there were very scary things hiding just outside my peripheral vision. They're always behind me, and move fast enough to avoid my sight when I turn around. Like vampires, I wouldn't see them in the mirror, either.
I wasn't yet into computer gaming at the time, but it's very similar to Star Control 2's (early 90s) alien Spathi and their fear of the Ultimate Evil, which "lurks just outside the range of even the most sensitive, long-range detectors". Eerie.
I used to think that vampires hid in my room, waiting for me to fall asleep, and the only reason I never got bitten was that my blankies were magical -- I'd wrap them around my throat before drifting off, knowing that the vamps couldn't bite through them!
When I saw a car with the license plate from Pennsylvania, I thought the people were vampires. You know, Trannsylvania= Pennsylvania.
when I was young I used to belive that if you didn't die by the time you were 300 you would turn into a vampire. And i used to get really worried and hoped that i would die before then.
i whas afraid of go home from my grandma and grandpa when it whas dark, because i thougth monsters and vampires whas hiding behind the door and in the trees!
My dad used to take me and my brother on hikes through the state park...as we walked the trails through the forest, he would warn us to cover up the backs of our necks, lest the vampire tree frogs lurking in the branches above would drop down and bite us. I still get a tingly feeling in my neck when I walk through a forest.
I used to believe in monsters and ghosts, and was especially terrified of vampires. One night when I was about 9, I went up to my room and turned on the light, and somehow a bat had flown in my room. He flew around, beating himself against the walls. I screamed bloody murder, locked myself in the closet and immediately peed my pants. My dad somehow came upstairs and got the bat our of my room, but I wouldn't sleep there for a week. I thought the bat would come back, turn into Dracula, and try to suck my blood.
I used to believe in vampires. I remember one night going to bed with the garlic shaker from the spice rack because I had convinced myself a vampire was going to get me in my sleep.
I used to believe that there were alien vampires. I always covered my neck with my whole blanket. I didn't seem to be bothered by the fact the the rest of my body was exposed for the vampires and therefore readily available for bloodsucking if they did come to my room at night. I still cover my neck out of habit when I sleep. I also thought the bogey monster had claws like a lobster instead of hands... would you believe stephen king wrote about the exact same bogey man? I wonder if he believed in the alien vampires too.
I used to think I was a vampire, and that my parents were trying to kill me by making me go to school.