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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 around two or three my mom and i would go into the backyard of my grandmothers and there was a stone wall in her backyard. There was a hole in the middle of it and apparently to me it looked like a cave.. Whenever we would walk outside i would say "Mommy.. do the grampires live in there?" apparently i associated grandparents and vampires with each other lol.
My mother didn't want me going outside at night by myself so she told me there were vampires lurking in the darkness outside, and that little kids who go out at night alone would get 'captured' by the vampires, and never be seen ever again. I became really afraid for a long time that vampires would break into my house and kidnap me
When my great grandpa died I saw him in his casket and I thought that he was going to wake up and be a vampire.
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 dont know if this EVER happend to anyone else. ok.. But I used to love this anime series "Avatar" where the people could wield the power of the four elements Earth, Water, Wind and Fire. Well, once I was walking down a dusty road on the farm, when the Milk tanker drove past, blowing the dust into the air infront of me. I raised my arms up and swooshed them to my right concentrating extremely hard on the that dust!!! And. Sure enough, the wind decided to blow the dust in the same direction I was hoping for. I believed I was an air bender. For years to come I would continue doing this, and even when I failed I wouild tell myself 'damn. Concentrate harder next time!' !!!
When I was little I loved vampires & I wanted to become one so whenever I went to sleep I would put Red-Dye on my neck to lure in the vamps & leave my neck completely un-covered so Vampires would turn me into one of them.
I was a demented child......
I used to believe that Vampires would float outside your window at night and tap on the window to get in, so i used to sleep with a towel wrapped around my neck and 2 hair barretes clipped together in the shape of a cross to ward off the vampires if they came in.
I used to believe that when i closed my eyes in bed a vampire would come in and bite me, so evry minutes or so i spend sleeping, and the other i would spend watching the room for any movement. One night My dad came in a kissed my on my neck and i thought it was a vampire- I slapped my dad on the head and ran away for my life! My dad wasent very happy with me...Oops...
When I was about 9 I was thoroughly convinced that I was a vampire. I would run around the playground with my arms out wide, practising flying for when I was old enough to be able to turn into a bat...haha.
I told one of my friends about that and she asked if she was anything other than human, too. I told her to bare her teeth and 'seeing sharp canines' told her that she was, in fact, part werewolf.
We would go around the playground practising for when we got older. She would sprint and howl and I would hiss and 'fly'.
Even when I moved schools, a year later, a kid who had come from the same school and was a grade below told me about the teacher who remembered 'two crazy kids who thought they were a vampire and a werewolf'.
A few miles from my parents house, there is a small college. The main building has a tall tower on it, and my little sister and I were convinced that there was a vampire Porky Pig that lived in it. I always pictured him with a short black cape and little fangs.
Whenever I drive past that there, even today, I look up and imagine him up there, flying around inside the tower.
I used to believe... that vampires would not get people with last names that began with G, only those whoses names began with an X, Y, or Z. Also, that if they couldn't see my neck, they wouldn't get me
I used to think that to truly be safe from vampires while you slept you had to sleep on your back with your arms crossed neatly over your chest. That way, if they pulled back the covers they would think that you were already undead and leave you alone.
When I was little I was petrified of vampires and used to sleep under the covers with my teddy bear wrapped around my neck to protect me from being bitten. I'd also take the top bunk as it was 'safer' from the monsters - they couldn't reach that high.
I blame my parents for making us sit throught the radio play of Bram Stoker's Dracula...
When I was around 6, I used to believe vampires were real. One morning my mom came out of her bedroom and showed my dad a big mark on her neck. I saw it and thought that Dracula had tried to get her, but did not succeed. I started to sleep with the covers right under my nose so the vampires couldn't get to my neck. I guess I thought vampires couldn't move sheets, either. Anyway, it wasn't until years later that I realized my mom had a hickey, courtesy of my dad.
When I was little I believed that vampires lived under the carpet on the stairs, and that you had to be careful when you walked up and down the stairs because if you stepped on the wrong spot, your leg would slide into their mouths and they'd eat you.
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
when i was small i use to believe my parents were vampires
I used to believe that a tiger would attack me in the middle of the night, so I always slept with my back to the wall. I also used to believe that vampires would come into my room in the middle of the night, so I always slept with a bathrobe on and the collar rolled up over my neck.
For longer than I'd like to admit, I believed vampires were real and lived in a secret society. I believed they chose who was allowed to be a vampire, and I so badly wanted to be "chosen". Whenever I was in a car, I would sit with my neck exposed near the window with my head tilted away, just in case a vampire was watching. I would sleep like this too, because I believed that the vampire would have followed me home and waited until I was asleep to sneak in my room and turn me into a vampire. I really, really wanted this to happen.