I was deathly afraid vampires were going to sneak into my house at night and give me the S U C C. So I used to sleep with a pillow around my neck, as if ol' Count Drac couldn't just yank the pillow away. I also fully believed vampires couldn't come inside unless invited in but that logic didn't get in the way of me still believing they were going to break in somehow.
Ghosts. I had a bunch of unwritten rules for where and when they would most likely appear (at night, indoors, dark room, nobody nearby, nobody else in the building) and would do everything possible to make sure I didn't meet those conditions.
For some reason I find this cute.
I used to watch Ghost Hunters with my mom before bed as a kid, so I always had a fear I'd hear voices at night or see a face looking at me in a window or something. I was also afraid of being in our unfinished basement. So yeah, I can relate lol