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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.
i used to believe, in 3rd grade, that one of the priests at my catholic grade school was a vampire.
his two front canine teeth were very pointy and when he was lecturing i was afraid he would try to kill us so i would plan my escape into the coatroom.
As a result of watching too many Dracula movies, i used to believe that when you die you had no choice but to become a vampire. I used to get so scared about having to have a stake put through my heart more than anything.
I used to believe that your reflections were YOU in the mirror world, and at age 17 they could choose to be your reflection or go off and do something else. This also let to the assumption that vampires were people who mistreated their reflections, so the reflections deserted them and made them vampires. Then I thought Dracula was the meanest vampire of them all, since he scared his reflection away and became the most widely-known vampire.
When I was little I believed that after the curtains had been closed when I went to bed, that I should NEVER look out of them until the morning because on the other side there would be a vampire hovering at the window trying to get in. I had to make sure they had been closed really tight so there was no space at all. It was all very scary.
when i was about in primary school i bit my tongue and i swalloed blood. i told it to myfriend and she said tome "great now you r gonna turn to a vampire. who am i supposed to play with?" .i actually believed her and i spent the next night watching my teeth with a mirror, locked in my room so if i actually turned into a vampire i wouldn't bite my family...
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.
I was afraid to look at my bedroom window when it was dark out. I believed that vampires hung around outstide dark windows and if you looked at the window you would see them and then be hypnotized. Thus in that state you would let them in and they would make me a vampire.
When I was very litte (4 or 5) and I would be in my bed at night I would think I heard Dracula walking across my carpeted floor coming to get me (why Dracula, I don't know) I discovered later that I was just hearing my own heartbeat when my ear was pressed against my pillow.
i used to believe that vampires would come into my room at night and bite my neck. i had to sleep on my side with my hand covering my neck to stop them..... im 24 now and still sleep the same way.
I once believed Vampires came from Pennsylvanian. Needless to say I was terrified when I learned I may be moving there.
My grandmother was always a big fan of vampire movies, and I used to be afraid that if a vampire bit me I wouldn't be a virgin anymore, because my grandmother would also give me lectures about the importance of being a virgin- so I would have all my stuffed animals set up around my bed to protect me, and I would pull my covers tight up to my chin.
I still sleep with blankets up to my chin, but oddly enough I like vampires now lol
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 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 as soon as my mum turned off the lights for me to go to sleep that the vampires could come. Only, I thought that the vampires couldn't kill you if they couldn't see your neck. To this day I sleep with the sheets right up under my chin. Now it's habit, before, I was protecting myself.
After telling a vampire story, my uncle explained to me that they bite you on the neck, illistrating by placing 2 fingers on the left side of his neck. I knew vampires were make-believe, but just in case, I always slept on my left side; & just in case they might go for the right side of the neck, I always pulled the sheet up over my neck. I was in my early 30s before I could sleep without something covering my neck; I still sleep on my left side!
when i was younger me and my best friend use to believe in vampires. she told me she was reading a book and it said in it that vampires lived in this house...and the house had the same name as my house!! of course she was just playing a trick on me but i was only about 5 and from then on couldn't go to sleep unless my covers were pulled right around my neck so vampires couldn't bite me...even though after a few years i realised vampires didn't live in my house i still can't get to sleep unless i have the covers round my neck!! despite giving me these weird phycological problems i am still best mates with this girl.
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.
When I was 7 my cousins told me that vampires lived in Albany, which is the capital state of NY. Since we live in NYC I thought they would one day come and get me, so I slept with a shirt tied around my neck for years.I grew out of this fear around the age of 12. Thanks Guys!
I am very proud of myself for having a very strong scary belief and actually reasoning myself out of it when I was about 7. My older sister and I used to stay up and watch scary movies (our parent s didn't know) and she liked ones about vampires. Well, there was a cemetary really close to our house so every time we did this I would lie awake for hours just terrified that the vampires would get up from the cemetary and come and get me. I used to make my sister get in bed with me and sleep on the outside so the vampires would get her first and maybe I would have time to run away. This was a real fear. Then suddenly it hit me one night, "How would the vampires KNOW I had watched a scary movie that night? They couldn't see in our house." So there was no reason to be more scared that night than any other night, and actually I never thought about the cemetary unless I had watched a scary movie. So I just figured the vampires were not going to come and it was safe and I could go to sleep and be ok. This logic actually worked for me. I mean, how would they know?