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30 Of The Scariest Things People Believed When They Were Younger, As Shared By The Bored Panda Community
People are weird. But really. We tend to get some bizarre and random ideas in our heads, believing they are legit. The more imaginative we are, the stranger our thoughts are. And it starts with childhood. Kids are masters at coming up with something out of this world. Literally.
Thinking about that, I asked our pandas to share the scariest thing they believed when they were younger and received a lot of funny answers! What are your memories from your early years on this planet?
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When I was younger I thought the rhythmical thumping under the bedroom floor was the ghost of a long-dead slave beating a drum. I later found a dirty, broken chain in the yard and freaked out, convinced that it had belonged to the aforementioned dead slave. My mother had to sit me down and tell me that the thumping was actually the heating pipes, and that the chain had come from an attempt to secure our trampoline to the ground during a wind storm. I had a very active imagination as a child.
When I was a child, I was convinced that there were skeletons under my bed and was terrified that they'd come out at night and get me. I guess I must have seen something scary on TV involving skeletons or something. One night, I got so sick and tired of being scared of them that I decided to change the narrative. They didn't want to kill me at all. In fact, they were madly in love, and they just happened to live under my bed. They were so madly in love that they only had eyes for each other. To this day, they regularly go on cute dates, and they actually just got back from their 30th Honeymoon. I now have a deep fondness for skeletons. :)
When I was a first-grader I was told that there was a secret bunker near my school where they did all kinds of stuff to people. I obviously thought it was true and was afraid to walk alone around that area.
Also, I had a fear that mirrors might steal my soul. It was very unnerving to look at them at night.
To this day, I won't look in a mirror at night!!! I'm scared my reflection will be doing something else 😬😬
I was misdiagnosed as bipolar and prescribed medication to treat it. The meds made me incredibly paranoid, to the point that I thought the people in magazines and movies were watching me.
When I was 8 (until I was 12ish), whenever there was lightning without rain at night or the local radio station would go offline unexpectedly, I assumed it was a nuclear blast or EMP and that I only had 1 to 2 minutes to live before the blast wave would hit. This was in the early 70s.
I'm 64 and in 7th grade we read 1984 in our English class and I was petrified for 1984 to come.
When I was a little kid, I somehow got this idea that the toilet was a monster. I was scared it would eat me, so I always went pee super fast and was scared to poo because it took too long... To combat this fear I started randomly flushing toilet paper throughout the day thinking if I "fed" it enough TP snacks then I would be safe because it wouldn't eat me if it wasn't hungry!!
I was scared that a watermelon tree would grow on top of my head because I swallowed watermelon seeds while eating it.
I was paranoid that if not in bed, a monster would get me in the dark, unless there was a light on.
I'm terrified of demon possession. I'm 51 years old and I should know better!
When I was young I had an abnormal fear of being abducted by aliens in the middle of the night. Also, after learning from a fireman in school that most house fires happen between 2-4 am, I became deathly afraid and paranoid that my house would catch on fire in the middle of the night while i was asleep.
I promise to never abduct you. 😊 Also, yeah, I'd always be terrified that my house would be robbed between those hours or I'd get a stroke or something and my parents wouldn't be able to hear me.
I had a crippling fear of the upstairs of my house as a child. It started slowly, I was normally a very brave child, but I had read a Goosebumps book about a dummy that just got to me for some reasons. I became afraid of attics first. I would avoid going into the bathroom where the attic was at night by myself. Slowly I became more and more terrified. Eventually I would refuse to go upstairs alone at all. For three years every time I went to my father's house I would sleep on the couch. I showered only in the mornings since the only shower was upstairs. Sometimes I would sleep in the clothes I'd worn all day because I was to scared to go upstairs and change. So yeah, I guess the scariest thing would be that I thought a murderous dummy and a couple ghost lived in my attic and upstairs of my house.
Goosebumps is absolutely petrifying! I read one called "Say Cheese and Die! and to this day, I HATE having photos taken of me
I had a phase where I believed I had snakes under my bed.
I use to think there were crocodiles under my bed, I could never sleep because of it
i used to think that i would get sucked up by a black hole
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When I was about 3 my aunt tells me the story of how I had this belief that the vacuum cleaner was alive. (Probably because it made such a loud noise) One day I tripped over the vacuum and apologized profusely to it “Sorry Vacuum!” Still one of my family's favourite stories.
I was told that if I were bad, a monkey would climb down from our back yard tree and attack me. Scared the heck out of me.
When I was like 5 I watched the Thriller music video and for a good 4 years I would have to sleep with my legs tucked towards me in fear that all the creepy things I believed in would put a wart on my foot and turn me into one of them. I'm 12 right now and to this day I'm scared of so many things, I think I'll be scared for life. So a great tip is to never watch creepy movies and absolutely stay off TikTok and YouTube, that stuff is messed up.
You will not be scared for the rest of your life. You will find your inner strength, and become an independent you lady. I was the same at your age, I'm 67 now, and nobody dare rile me up.
I believed that if you are stuck in a lift, you would either die or get trapped in there forever. I heard the lift beeping and I thought it would break down and I would be stuck there, but it was actually because the doors were open for too long. Our sensor thing was broken and I stuck out my hand, and my hand was stuck. There is still a scar from that time. I am 12 now, and that incident happened when I was 3. Still brings tears of joy to my sisters and parents when they recall the memory
now i am almost terrified to use the lift in my house
And that,ladies,gentlemen, pandas, or however u identify as, is why I use the stairs.
Physically scared by injury in a defective elevator and your family laugh about it! Now that is really scary!
1st grade, I learned that the sun was going to explode one day and on that day I swore I would never go outside again. Broke that promise in like 20 minutes.
I saw a Tales From the Darkside movie (I think?) when I was a little kid and there was a part about this monster that lived under the bed and would reach out and grab your ankle. So for a few years I would get a running jump onto my bed to avoid getting nabbed.
Santa. Think about it, he slides down your chimney, techically committing a crime, and leaves you a "present"
when I was young I thought the gateway to Hell was under my sidewalk...I was terrified of it
I believed that Earth was going to be hit with an asteroid and I used to stay up wondering if I was going to die by space rock
When my brothers and I were little my father told us that the devil kissed our eyes when we slept. That’s why we have dry tears around our eyes when we woke up. Let’s just say we were always so scared to sleep and also rushed to wash our faces in the morning.
I believed when I was 3 or 4 that if I got hungry and didn't eat right away, I'd start to disappear. (Thanks, Dad and Uncle John!)
I was terrified of Yoda and if I faced the wall whilst in bed, he wouldn't attack me.
Two things. The first was that when I looked into the mirror there would be something behind me that I couldn't see, sometimes a monster, and sometimes the creepy mom from Coraline. The other is that something was in the toilet or bathtub when I was using them, like a hand coming out of the drain, or a dead floating head in the toilet that would come to life if I looked at it.
I lived to stay with my aunt in the summer, until her girls told me there was a witch in the attic that ate little girls that they didnt like. They went as far as to make it look bloody on the attic door which was just above my head since I slept on the top bunk. At 43, I am still terrified of attics. I found my dream house and didn't buy it because it had an attic. Traumatized for life.
That's so sad! You should just have bought it and remodeled the attic into your personal relaxing room, your own secret hideout!.... Was what I wanted to suggest but then I remembered my own fear of dark cellars and realized that this is much easier said than done. I'm very sorry it kept you from buying your dream house and I totally get it.
Load More Replies...The local children would play in a rosehip community garden which acted like a maze, with our routes creating passages ways between the thorns. When it was getting darker, we were told the wolf was coming, in my mind this was a hybrid man wolf in tweed and dead set in feeding on the children. I would run home as fast as my legs could carry me.
i have this fear ( still do ) that if i go to the bathroom a snake would have crawled up the pipes and into the toilet and bite me
I used to believe there was some invisible guy looking over all of us and you had to believe in him despite the lack of evidence or you are tortured for eternity in hell and you have to abide by his commandments or you meet the same fate. Thankfully I'm over it.
Me too. I remember the fairy tales that caused massive amounts of guilt and fear. So glad I got away from all the lies too. Organized religion is a monster.
Load More Replies...At 7 or 8, I began wondering if the world would be different if you went somewhere different and didn't come back. Not just doorways, but like if you were able to leap over a shower curtain repeatedly and then fell into a part of the world where no one was.
Scary seduction of riches story: for a while, I actually believed you could win the PCH big prize enough to waste huge amounts of time doing all the extra stuff they require to get on the final candidates to win list... The reality is that the odds of winning $7,000 a week for life are 1 in 7.2 billion. To put that in perspective, line up all the 1.6 million residents of Manhattan Island four thousand times and pick one winner.
I thought people could read my mind if they touched me. I knew better by the time I met my husband, but it still freaked me out to spoon at night when I was half a sleep and could not control what I was thinking.
I was terrified of my stomach making loud noises in class. Of course being nervous about something like that doesn’t help keep your tum to stay quieter tho
My brother used to think the green light on the smoke alarm was the eye of the "little green man" watching him. Actually, it was my fault he thought that... Later on, he started to make up really scary stories about the green man and scared me back!! Also, my grandpa told me the boogie man lived in a closet in the cabin in his back yard. I was beyond terrified.
I had a very specific monster under my bed. It was humanlike, but blue-skinned, bald, had yellow reptilian eyes, and sharp fangs—and it was going to rip me to shreds and eat me. I was nearly ten before I stopped believing him. Then one night I caught the end of a Star Trek rerun and the exact same face I’d been imagining was one of the aliens pictured (minus the fangs). That’s where I’d gotten the image years earlier! It pretty much cured that particular fear.
My fear as a child was some creature wandering the house. In a quiet bedroom, I would start to hear light thumps. As I got more and more scared, the thumps would get louder and faster. My thoughts of something getting closer, faster. I was hearing my heartbeat in my ears. I can't sleep in a pindrop quiet setting.
I used to fear insects at night crawling on me so it made me sleepwalk. I'd go into the bathroom and curl up on the small fuzzy bath mat under the nightlight because the light would keep the bugs away. Parents would find me on a trip to the toilet an put me back in bed. Well one night I got up to use the bathroom and tons of ants were pouring out from around the drain hole in the wall under the sink. Hurricane Gloria a few weeks earlier took a tree down across the street and the carpenter ants came to our basement and up the pipes in the walls. I freaked out an poured hair conditioner in the hole and then ran back to my bedroom and make a line of it under my door and added a towel to "keep" them out. Parents were not happy of my ant dams but glad to know we had to get rid of them. They prob would have seen them in the morning without my freak out but it did come true. I was 5-6 sleepwalking and about 12-13 when the ants came long after I grew out of that.
Was told by my ( Irish catholic ) cousins that nuns have no eyes, only empty eye sockets, which they use to suck up the souls of protestants. Was about 23 years old before I realised that probably isn't true.....
I believed you could be possessed by the devil bc if my Catholic upbringing. I really thought exorcisms were necessary. Around the age of 14 I started to move away from religion. Now science and reality and truth is all I'm interested in and if someone thinks they are possessed or someone thinks others are possessed please please please seek a mental health professional. You are 100% not possessed by a mythical creature.
Strang things happen that science can't yet explain. That doesn't mean I'm running off to buy 100 crystals or soemthing, but... When science fails to provide even a chance of an explanation? ...
I lived to stay with my aunt in the summer, until her girls told me there was a witch in the attic that ate little girls that they didnt like. They went as far as to make it look bloody on the attic door which was just above my head since I slept on the top bunk. At 43, I am still terrified of attics. I found my dream house and didn't buy it because it had an attic. Traumatized for life.
That's so sad! You should just have bought it and remodeled the attic into your personal relaxing room, your own secret hideout!.... Was what I wanted to suggest but then I remembered my own fear of dark cellars and realized that this is much easier said than done. I'm very sorry it kept you from buying your dream house and I totally get it.
Load More Replies...The local children would play in a rosehip community garden which acted like a maze, with our routes creating passages ways between the thorns. When it was getting darker, we were told the wolf was coming, in my mind this was a hybrid man wolf in tweed and dead set in feeding on the children. I would run home as fast as my legs could carry me.
i have this fear ( still do ) that if i go to the bathroom a snake would have crawled up the pipes and into the toilet and bite me
I used to believe there was some invisible guy looking over all of us and you had to believe in him despite the lack of evidence or you are tortured for eternity in hell and you have to abide by his commandments or you meet the same fate. Thankfully I'm over it.
Me too. I remember the fairy tales that caused massive amounts of guilt and fear. So glad I got away from all the lies too. Organized religion is a monster.
Load More Replies...At 7 or 8, I began wondering if the world would be different if you went somewhere different and didn't come back. Not just doorways, but like if you were able to leap over a shower curtain repeatedly and then fell into a part of the world where no one was.
Scary seduction of riches story: for a while, I actually believed you could win the PCH big prize enough to waste huge amounts of time doing all the extra stuff they require to get on the final candidates to win list... The reality is that the odds of winning $7,000 a week for life are 1 in 7.2 billion. To put that in perspective, line up all the 1.6 million residents of Manhattan Island four thousand times and pick one winner.
I thought people could read my mind if they touched me. I knew better by the time I met my husband, but it still freaked me out to spoon at night when I was half a sleep and could not control what I was thinking.
I was terrified of my stomach making loud noises in class. Of course being nervous about something like that doesn’t help keep your tum to stay quieter tho
My brother used to think the green light on the smoke alarm was the eye of the "little green man" watching him. Actually, it was my fault he thought that... Later on, he started to make up really scary stories about the green man and scared me back!! Also, my grandpa told me the boogie man lived in a closet in the cabin in his back yard. I was beyond terrified.
I had a very specific monster under my bed. It was humanlike, but blue-skinned, bald, had yellow reptilian eyes, and sharp fangs—and it was going to rip me to shreds and eat me. I was nearly ten before I stopped believing him. Then one night I caught the end of a Star Trek rerun and the exact same face I’d been imagining was one of the aliens pictured (minus the fangs). That’s where I’d gotten the image years earlier! It pretty much cured that particular fear.
My fear as a child was some creature wandering the house. In a quiet bedroom, I would start to hear light thumps. As I got more and more scared, the thumps would get louder and faster. My thoughts of something getting closer, faster. I was hearing my heartbeat in my ears. I can't sleep in a pindrop quiet setting.
I used to fear insects at night crawling on me so it made me sleepwalk. I'd go into the bathroom and curl up on the small fuzzy bath mat under the nightlight because the light would keep the bugs away. Parents would find me on a trip to the toilet an put me back in bed. Well one night I got up to use the bathroom and tons of ants were pouring out from around the drain hole in the wall under the sink. Hurricane Gloria a few weeks earlier took a tree down across the street and the carpenter ants came to our basement and up the pipes in the walls. I freaked out an poured hair conditioner in the hole and then ran back to my bedroom and make a line of it under my door and added a towel to "keep" them out. Parents were not happy of my ant dams but glad to know we had to get rid of them. They prob would have seen them in the morning without my freak out but it did come true. I was 5-6 sleepwalking and about 12-13 when the ants came long after I grew out of that.
Was told by my ( Irish catholic ) cousins that nuns have no eyes, only empty eye sockets, which they use to suck up the souls of protestants. Was about 23 years old before I realised that probably isn't true.....
I believed you could be possessed by the devil bc if my Catholic upbringing. I really thought exorcisms were necessary. Around the age of 14 I started to move away from religion. Now science and reality and truth is all I'm interested in and if someone thinks they are possessed or someone thinks others are possessed please please please seek a mental health professional. You are 100% not possessed by a mythical creature.
Strang things happen that science can't yet explain. That doesn't mean I'm running off to buy 100 crystals or soemthing, but... When science fails to provide even a chance of an explanation? ...