Oh my word! I think it's a comfort thing. When I was little, I was convinced that my cousin's ceiling fan shadow was a witch coming to pull off my nose. Ever since then, the fear is gone, but my blanket is up over my nose.
I am going to put the cape on me next time i get mad . and when he asks, I will tell him I am Super Mad. Sounds like a great way to laugh and make up. If it doesn't work, I will stick my tongue out at him.
My brother told me aliens and monsters lived under the bed.then the next morning I stuck my led off and hit the dog's leg and thought it was a monster's leg.from then on i would crawl to the end of the bed and take a flying leap out of my room :D