I used to believe that the bathroom are where evil hides. I hated being in the bathroom, and mostly just held it till a time where someone was talking outside the door, then I'd run in.
I also believed that black cats were devils in hiding. Of course, I knew this wasn't true once I got my all-black little kitten, Lyly. {{Lyly is now an adult cat, but she's still very small that you could call her a large kitten.}}
One of the other things I believed that at night, when it was dark, there were devils out to get me while I slept.
The reason I believed this one is a story, actually. When I was around 6 or 7, I was sleeping in the same room as my big sister, who was 7 or 8. While sleeping, I woke up, hearing this weird sound on my window.
NO
It was not a cat.
It was not a lizard.
It was not a rock.
It was nothing that you could possibly classify as normal.
It was banging on my window. Nothing that a cat could possibly do {My nana though it was a cat, no way in heck.}. I hid under my covers scared, trying to whisper for my sister. She was sound asleep, so I tried getting out of bed, just as it turned into scratching on my window. I ran out the door at the fastest speed any kid could run, and went straight to my parents room. I shaked my dad awake, and tried to speak, by the time I spoke I told them there was something banging at my window, my dad came to my room running, it was gone. Just, gone. Vanished.
{{The window was really close to my bed, where I was, by the way. I could also see a shadow of a figure through the window, but it had freakishly long nails.. Like claws.}}
Due to that, I never stay in my room alone. I still share a room with my elder sister, who's now a teenager. When she leaves the room before going to sleep, I leave it with her and wait outside the door while she clips her nails in the bathroom. It's never happened again, but it left me scared of the dark, and of anything strange {Which is why I'm scared of strangers. They're new to me, therefore they are strange.} .
That incident scarred me throughout the rest of my childhood and up to today.
I actually had trust issues throughout my childhood, still to this day I have them. So it was hard for my dad to make me believe something he said, like when he said that devils control you when you're doing something bad, I didn't believe it.
