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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.
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.
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!
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."
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.
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.
When I was about 6 I used to believe there were crocodiles living under my bed. My dad used to pretend to drag them out and flush them down the toliet, I wouldn't sleep until he'd supposably got rid of them all.
I used to be scared of monster under the bed so i used to believe if i put at least three stuffed animals on each side of me the monster would tire of grabbing toys and leave me alone.
When I was little my big brother told me our dad could read minds, because every time I cleaned my room I would shove things under my bed and my dad would always say "Did you clean under your bed?" I was kinda freaked out
When I was young I used to take a run a leap into bed because if I stepped I thought a hand would grab me and after watching a creepy film..... I thought a ghostly
rotten hand would grab my foot and a ghoulish monster would haul its self
up and attack me!! And when I watch horror films now I do it....
I used to believe there was a little old lady who lived under my bed and would nibble at my ear every night. Being one of the 4 girls out of my 11 cousins, the boys would pick on me; they made me truly believe this little old woman lived under my bed and I was absolutely terrified of her.
When I was little I had a very vivid imagination. I used to think that there was a little dwarf who lived near my nightlight, a strange witch couple who lived in my closet, a three headed dog and mice who lived under my bed. It made for sleep being quite difficult.
When I was young I thought a giant slug lived under my bed and that it if any of my toys fell on the floor it would suck them up.
If I hid under my covers in strange positions, i would look like wrinkles in my bed - causing robbers or murders to miss seeing me.
Till I was about 10, i thought that if I left one of my body parts over the bed in the night while I was sleeping, a hand would come out and pull me under!
When I was little, I was afraid to let my arm (or any other body part for that matter) hang down the side of my bed while sleeping because I thought gremlins would pop out and bite it.
After seeing the movie The Little Mermaid, I was totally convinced for about a month that Ursula was going to come out from under my bed and wrap her tentacles around me. I slept with my arms to my sides and my legs locked together so she couldn't reach.
When i was little, my parents had a water bed. Everytime my dad would have to add more water, i would go and hide under my bed because i thought an alligator lived inside my parents waterbed and that it would get out and eat me.
When I was younger I would think that there were bugs in the pillows because I could sometimes hear some weird crawling like noises in the pillows when would lay down. It freaked me out so bad because I would just imagine those bugs crawling into my ears.
My sister told me that if I slept with my feet out from under the covers these little wolf like creatures would come along and bite off my toes.
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