When I was a kid I used to believe that I had to the count of 10 to turn off the light and make it to my bed to get under the covers or a monster from under the bed would get me. Of course it was MY ten-count and I always made it!

JACKIE

I used to believe that I had elves and pixies living under my bed, and that they would only come out at night and that they would only talk to me. I was absolutely convinced and thought that the reason that I couldn't actually remember talking to them the next morning was that they must have brainwashed me (kind of Men In Black-style) so that I couldn't tell anyone about them.

Maz

When i was little i used to think there was a warewolf living under my bed and that if i came within reach, it would grab me and pull me under the bed and down into a hole in the floor to his creepy underground cave. So at bedtime i would stand at the door and cling onto the door frame, shimmy my way up and jump from there onto my bed. Even when my parents came out to check for monsters under there, i always just believed they were plotting with the warewolf and tried to trick me into walking close to the bed. Thankfully, i was too clever to believe them.

goofienewfie35

I used to believe that if I allowed a foot or arm to dangle over the edge of my bed that "something" would grab it and drag me under.

TL Henry

I used to believe that if u didnt tuck ur bedding under ur feet adn around ur body really tight a crocodile would come and bite of ur toes

Dee

When I was 5 my sister told me that there were evil potatoes under my bed, and that they would pull me down there and turn me into a potatoe with their shrink rays. So I was so scared of being turned into a potatoe that every night I curled into a ball and slept in the middle of my bed.

Stephanie

My sister was haunted by the belief that a fox would take her and eat her. She always looked under her bed before she jumped all the way from the door and right into the bed (several meters! LOL!) Then, safe in bed, she bent over to check again under the bed.

Her cousin told her that foxes even could climb walls, so she had to stop sleeping with her window open.

Sister

I used to believe that there was a scary version of Pee Wee Herman under my bed who would pull me under with huge spider-like arms and tickle me till I died. (I am EXTREMELY ticklish)

Shannon

from when i was about 6 to when i was about 10 or so i used to believe that there was a scary monster with a grean leafy hand living under my bed and at night when i had to go to the bathroom i would be terrified that when i got up the had would reach out and grab my ankle and pull me under. So i usually would hold it or if i really really had to go i would stand up on the edge of my bed and jump as far as i could away from my bed and make a mad dash for the bathroom.

Anon

when i was a kid (5-9 or so) i thought that there was a monster that wanted to eat me. it could be under my bed or in my closet or even come in the window if it was open but it could only come out in the dark or when nobody else was there. it was important not to let any part of my body jut out over the edge of the bed or the monster could pull me out. similarly I would always take a flying leap onto the bed so it couldnt grab my ankles and pull me under. When it was dark, keeping the covers pulled up over my head meant the monster couldnt touch me although it might be right there. If i didnt see it, it couldnt eat me. I didnt know what it was or how it looked because i thought if i ever saw it, I would go mad. It was big though. at five or six I would sleep facing the wall and put my teddybear back to back behind me to protect me. later on, i dispensed with the teddybear, but when i felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up i would still sleep with the covers all the way over my head, even though i knew there was no such thing as monsters.

Anon

i used to think that if my light wasnt on,there were monsters and murderers in my room waiting to kill me.

Morgan

I used to think that there were ants that lived under my bed and that they made castles out of dust under my bed too. I would always run from my doorway and jump onto my bed so none of the ants would get on me.

Jackie

When I was very young, I was a horror movie fanatic with my father. My favorite movie was Gremlins, but they scared me a little. At night I refused to let my toes hang over the end of the bed or pop out from under the blanket because I was terrified that the gremlins from the movie would bite my toes off. To this day I don't expose my toes when I'm sleeping or let them hang over the bed, and I'm 20!

Patti

when i was young i belived that at night when my door was shut and my night light wasnt plugged in. A a vampires would jump out of the colset and from under my bed a suck all my blood out until i looked like a rasin and then go back from where they came from and wait till tomrrow when i had boold again

dman32

When I was a little girl my twin brother and I were convinced that leprechauns lived under our bed and in our closet, not to mention under the stairs and in the basement. My father told us both that if we got out of bed during the night that they would pull us under and that if we slept with anything hanging off the bed they would bite it off. One night (we were about 6) we got out of bed and 'led' them out of our house with a box of cookie we stole out of the kitchen. We thought we were so brave.

Anon

I used to believe that there were aligators underneath my bed, despite the fact that I live in Iowa. I had 5 seconds to get from my bed to the lightswitch and turn it on (thus making the aligators "disappear", even though they would "reappear" as soon as the light was back off) or else they would come out from underneath my bed and eat my legs off. I also had a blankie protector shield to make sure they wouldn't try to do anything funny, like come up over the top and eat me while I was sleeping.

Liz

My mom is a very spiritual lady, and used to tell me that I am extremly spiritual too, and could see ghosts.
For years I hallucinated a little boy (probably imagination) following me, such as seeing him rocking in a corner to himself, or in closets. My sister then learnt my unnatural fear of ghosts, and proceeded to tell me an old lady lived underneath my bed with glowing red eyes, and if I allowed anything to stick out of my bed she would grab me and pull me under. I then started collecting tedddy bears to make a circle around me to protect me from her and the little boy so they would reach up and grab teddies instead of me, and I would be safe. To this day, I still wont allow anything to get out from the covers for fear of her or the little boy (who my imagination still wont let up on, even going to the extremes where I sometimes can smell her perfume) and am still too afraid of the dark to allow my husband to turn of the light at night.

Courtney

there uesd to be this goose that always attacked me and bit me. my brother and my cousin would hit it wit sticks to chase it away.after that i thought that there was a goose under my bed at night so i was afraid to get off of it at night without jumping away from the edge.

nunya buizness

My room as a kid had a space between the foot of my bed and the wall about a foot wide. I used to think that the Boogey-Monster lived in there and that if I slept with my legs out it would come up and bite off my toes. So, to avoid the perils of the Boogey-Monster, I used to sleep completely curled up at the head of the bed. I still remember the relief the day I finally stretched out (I was scared, but I survived!)

Lindsay

When I was younger I used to believe thet little people would come out from under my bed at night and get me so i would put my blanket over my head, and hold it down.

Ashley