Things that scared me as a kid makes me laugh now

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I was talking to my friend online and I was telling her about how my son is afraid of wolves because of the Three little pigs. He's afraid they'll blow down our home and he refuses to see them at the zoo because he thinks they'll blow down their cage and despite my telling him they can't actually blow anything down he doesn't want to believe me. I find this hilarious because I'm clearly a mean parent lol but so many people take it so seriously and I just shrug and figure he'll eventually get over it, it's not like he is constantly afraid of it, he only freaks out when it's brought up. Then we started talking about the things we freaked over as kids that are hilarious now. I remembered a time when I woke up and my name was frozen to my window and I didn't know how it got there as I didn't remember writing my name on my window. My brother told me that Jack Frost did it and he was marking my window so he knew to come back and get me when I went to sleep, I remember I was terrified to sleep for days. Then there was the time my brother told me the boogie man lived in my closet, as I had this huge walk in closet in my room and he said that the boogie man lived in my toy box as that's where my toy box was. I was so afraid that the boogie man would get me. I told my parents and they couldn't convince me that the boogie man wasn't real. They instead made my brother check my closet every night since he was the one who told me that story. He was so annoyed with me. I was such a gullible kid, despite that for some weird reason I was more prone to believing my brother than my parents and now that I'm older I am like "Wow I was an idiot" I mean why would I trust the one person who was always mean to me? This was life with an older brother I guess. I remember another time he told me someone was trying to break in through our breezeway and I went and locked the door and ran out of the house screaming, meanwhile my dad had fun trying to get back into the house lol. Stuff like this cracks me up now but back then I was so terrified of everything. My son is a lot like me at that age, only he doesn't have a mean older brother purposely trying to scare him. My brother also told me that we had a mean ghost in the attic, took me a long time to get brave enough to go into the attic and figure out that he lied. If I'm being fair, I was just as mean to my one niece who was 4 years younger than me. She used to tattle so we didn't like playing with her. We told her similar things my brother told me, of course, this was when I was older and less gullible (like 10). I had her convinced that ghost trains came through town and we would make up random ghost stories so she'd stay inside and not follow us around. It's stuff like this that makes me laugh now and it's definitely a trip down memory lane. I only hope my son can later look back on his fears and laugh.