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When I was about four my Dad took my brother and I to srr ,lOne " "One million Years BC" which was double featured with aMexican vampire movie in Spanish with English subtitles.I could't read yet do I kind of lost interest and nodded off.When I woke up I thought for some reason that the Spanish Vampire was named "Vampedro" and he rose out of a clothes hamper at dusk.Talk about the mind "filling in the blank"! Though I had slept ough most of the vampire movie it became very real to me and I developed a fear of clothes hampers and the name "Pedro" though the movie vampire was not named Pedro.It took me several years to get over being traumatized by a movie I had slept through!
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!
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 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.
When I was about 7 years old, it was late at night and my mom told me about vampires. She told me that if I wasn't in bed and asleep by 12 midnight that they would come and bite my neck and take me away.
I don't believe about the coming at midnight anymore, as I'm older now and have stayed up past midnight. But I'm still scared of them.
Certain Gypsies believe that watermelons will turn into vampires if they are kept for too long.
However, they aren't afraid of these vampires, as they don't have any teeth.
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.
When i was around 3 or 4, i used to sleep with my older sister sometimes because i was afraid of sleeping by myself. The only problem was at some point in my early years i decided my sister was a vampire and slept with my shoulder tucked up on my neck so that she wouldn't be able to bite me. I later told my mom my fear and she explained to me that if my sister was a vampire, then so was i. I spent the next few weeks checking for fangs. never did find them
When I was younger, I watched some movie about vampires (possibly "Once Bitten"), they said something like "Drinking the blood of a virgin will keep you young" or something like that. So, for a while, I thought that the word "virgin" had something to do with vampires!
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.
i would lie awake at night, pretending to sleep, and i would wait for a vampire to come. See, i was a twisted kid and i WANTED to be a vampire so i would wait and wait, but they never came.
When I was 5, my brother told me that the bats from the beach caves (which was close to our house) turned into vampires and came up to everyone's houses looking for blood to drink. So every night before i went to bed id make sure my windows were locked, I tied my curtains at the bottom ( I though the vampire wouldn't get through them lol) and i also slept with my duvet covering my neck so it wouldn't bite me.
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!
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 ^_^
As a child I was always afraid to sleep in my room alone because of monsters and ghosts and so on. One particular night I was crying because I was afraid a vampire was going to come in and get me.After trying to convince me, but to no avail that they weren't real, she finally told me that they were made out of balloons and if you stuck them with a pin they would pop. So she pinned my little guardian angel pin on my pillow and told me to pop any monsters or vampires if they came in. Well that seemed to satisfy me for years because I slept with that guardian angel pinned to my pillow forever after that.
My brother and I shared a room when we were kids, and both of us were afraid of vampires (specifically, Dracula). We decided that if we slept not only under the blankets, but with a teddy bear (or other stuffed animal) across our necks, Dracula could not bite us.
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.
I used to believe that if i pulled the bed covers up tight round my neck that the vampires could not get me. Even to this day if its a dark moonless night i will still pull the covers round me.
I used to have an obsession for covering my neck with blanket or something similar, when going to bed. All this only because I thought it would prevent the vampires from getting to bite me. I would even sometimes tie a t-shirt around the neck. I'm thankful that they never came.
I was smart enought to know that you killed a vampire with a wooden steak, but I was a little confused how that worked. Perhaps they got splinters in their gums and their fangs fell out so they couldn't feed any more. It was quite a revelation to discover that it was a actually a stake.