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When I was 10, whenever I stopped the shower, I always hear this weird gurgling noise. When I was that age, I thought it sounded sort of like a small roaring, like a lion. So I finally decided it must be a lion under or shower, and when I turned off the shower, he had to stop showering too. Then because he was thirsty, he kept roaring until I turned the shower back on again for a few seconds.

When I was about 6, I saw JAWS at the drive-in. Well, actually I spent most of it hiding in the back seat of the car telling my aunt and her boyfriend, "Tell me when the scary part's over!" When I got home and was getting ready for bed, I was very careful where I stepped, because I was afraid part of the floor would suddenly open up like a trap door and there would be a shark in a tank of water down there.

When my older brother Neil was 4, he saw a glass table for the first time ever! It was at a friend of my mother's house and he was confused. He asked his older brother, my eldest brother, Martin what it was because he had never seen one before. Well, Martin explained that it was A PORTAL TO ANOTHER DIMENSION. Being only 4, Neil believed it. While no one else was in the room, He jumped through the table !!!!!!!! He wasn't badly injured for the rest of his life but he did receive LOTS of stiches. The table did lead him to another dimension, a dimension of PAIN.


Even funnier though...Martin at thanksgiving 4 years ago(14 years after the incident)finally told my parents about "the portal" and why Neil had really jumped through the table!!!

this isn't really under the bed so much as beside it. when i was younger my bed was pushed against one wall and until I was about 5 i was too afraid to sleep facing the wall because i thought a little tiny train conductor lived in the crack between my bed and the wall and that he would come get me and take me somewhere bad in his train. haha i still rmeeber teh first night i slept facing the wall and realized no conductor lived there...

this one isn't what i believed but what i got my cousin and sister to believe
we had just watched that movie about monsters under the bed called Little Monsters and we went to bed after that. so i was sitting on my bed and we were talking about the movie and all the sudden i threw myself on the floor and made it seem like someone sucked my under my bed! i started screaming and yelling until they pulled my out lol they were scared of under beds for a long time after that!

When I was very young, I used to believe that when you went to the trash room (we lived in a high-rise apartment house) and the sign on the door said "REFUSE," it meant that the room was all full of trash and there wasn't space for any more.

Well, my mom asked me to take out the trash one day. When I returned to the apartment with the bag of trash still in my hand, she looked puzzled and asked me why I didn't put the trash out.

I took her with me to the trash room, pointed to the sign on the door, and said, "See? It says REFUSE. It's all full! It refuses to take any more!"

She then explained (after laughing hysterically) that the word "REFUSE" had two meanings -- and one of them meant trash!

Duuuuuuuhhhhhhh...

Did I mention that I'm now a professional writer/editor???

I used to think an aligator lived under my bed and if my hands or feet hung down, it would nibble on them.

I used to believe that if you didn't go to sleep before the "tooth fairy" came that she would put a spell on you so that your teeth would fall out, and i also had a belief that my feet would need to be covered in bed so that the monsters under my bed couldn't eat them .. lol I still wake up and put my covers over them so the memory still stick =)

I had a friend who told me that there was an evil monster under his bed that would eat me if I touched the floor. After promising that it would follow me home should I ever tell anyone about it, he proceeded to "fall" on his floor and yelled "IT'S GOT ME!!!" Needless to say, I ran downstairs screaming and told my dad right away. For months afterward, I was scared to walk on my bedroom floor, especially at night.

When my husband was little he used to believe,that a button for light-on was for calling a Fire Bigade. For many years he was walking up the stairs in complete darkness...After that "training" he wouldn't need to switch the light on even when he returned to his home after a year spent on studies.

When I was young and I was having a bath, my Dad would tell me to shut the door so a draft didn't come in, but because of his accent I thought he said a giraffe. I was always waiting for a giraffe to come in the bathroom.

When I was younger, I used to believe that sharks could get into the bathtub and eat me. My dad used to add the soap before I went to take my bath. I was scared that if the water was cloudy, a shark could be hiding in there and I wouldn't know it until it was too late. I seriously wouldn't take a bath unless the soap was added after I got in so I could check for sharks. To this day whenever I take a bath, I still have the habit of adding soap after I get in. :)

I used to sleep on the top bunk of a bunk bed when I was about 5 or 6. After seeing the "children’s" film ET I convinced myself that he was on the bottom bunk and if I ever looked down he would be there staring back.

It scared the crap out of me and never watched the film for years, which made it worse cos I couldn't remember what he looked like, so I imagined him as this really scary monster. I finally plucked up the courage to watch the film when I was 16!
I’m still not that keen on him!

I used to believe that the Boogey Man lived under my bed and would chop of any part of my body that hung over the side of the bed at night. I always made sure everything, toes, fingertips and hair, were safely ON the bed before I went to sleep.

I used to think that a record player would play music because a live band lived in the speakers. I would imagine Blondie & her bandmates at teeny tiny people playing & dancing around in the speakers of our record player. I just couldn't figure out how Blodie would leave & Tom Jones would step in without my noticing them!

i believed thAT dust bunnies were cut little bunnies who loved to live under things and one day i swear i saw one . ahhh !hahahah! just kidding