My brother and I had bunkbeds pushed against the wall. I used to believe if I piled all of my stuffed animals on the open side of the bed they would protect me from any monsters or "bad men" that would try to get me during the night.

Nikki

When I was 5 or 6 I used to think bees lived in the corners of my bedroom and would sting me when my lights went out. I would scan each corner over and over before finally falling asleep with the light still on.

Rebecca

I believed the only way to protect myself from the alligator under my bed, was to wrap my feet in my baby blanket. I did that every night. Wrapped my feet in the blanket - then slid under the sheets. I couldn't sleep unless I did that!

Michelle

I used to believe not only that a scary monster/dude lived under my bed, but that one lived behind my headboard too. I had to run/jump to get into bed and then it was a race against time to get my entire body covered up, including my head and get the covers/blankets all tucked under me---under toes, legs, arms, and head. It didn't matter that I was roasting in those blankets...I was "safe."

Anon

When I was a child I used to believe that when I turned the lights off before going to bed I needed to rush to go to bed before being caught by a monster.

Ulysses Baes

I used to believe there was a big fierce gorilla under my bed at night. When I came into my room, I would turn off the light and jump into the top bunk as soon as possible, breathing a sigh of relief that the gorilla didn't get me.

G.S.

My brother used to believe that if he didn't fall asleep by 12 o'clock, a vampire would come up from under his bed and bite him. The bite would give him nightmares that night.

Anon

When I was 4-6, my uncle moved into a new house. He had a huge basement with a wooden staircase. Due to the Home Alone series which I loved, I was afraid to climb down the stairs because I thought I'd fall through

Home Alone Girl