There are monsters living under your bedThis section contains beliefs all on a common theme: There are monsters living under your bed.
When I was younger, I used to believe that there was a monster under my bed and when my feet were out from the blanket the monster ate all my leg.
when i was younger,i used to think there was a monster Under my bed
When I was yonger,I used to believe when the monter under my bed
I used to believe that if I farted in bed, a monster would pop out through the covers and tickle me.
I believe that when its dark in my room that when my parents would leave the room and I turned off my light everything would get spooky and under my bed there would be a monster that would look so CREEPY and would try and eat me when I was 4 years old since this was SCARY to me I put a bunch of ribbon on my body and this is why I now keep a flashlight in my room so when the lights go off I can put the flashlight on.
When I was little, I thought that when it was dark in my room, there was a monster under my bed.
One day, I went to sleep, I ran to my bed to hide and I never looked below my bed because I was scared it would do something to me and that he would kill me.
Now I dream quietly in the dark. I tell myself I had a lot of imagination, and that it's not real!
When i was liittle girl, i used to believe, i think that below my bed there was a monster who was going to catch me during the night,
So I did not dare to take my foot off the cover so as not get caught before going to sleep. I always look below the bed to see if it was there and finally there was never anything to catch me and no one was under the bed,
I also think that playing them like in toy story is alive but it's another story,
When I was yonguer, I use to believe that a monster live under my bed.
When I was younger, I used to believe there were monsters under my bed
when I was a child, I used to believe in a monster under the bed.
When I was little,I used to believe that when night came,I go to bed and start to fall asleep, ghosts come into my room.I thought that ghosts come out of the cupboard, creep out from under the bed. I was terrified, I covered my head with the sheets and couldn’t fall asleep. I heard footsteps of my imaginary ghosts, I thought I saw them. It was the most terrible fear of my childhood.
When I was little I read a story about a monster that lives under your bed and when you get out in the night to go to the bathroom, it would come out and bite off your leg. I believed it and took a giant leap out of bed every time so the monster couldn’t catch me. I still turn on the light every time I have to go the bathroom at night, because it can’t live in the light. Just to be sure.
When I was a child I used to believe that there were monsters in my room in the night. I was very scared. Then I used to turn on the light and so I´d fall asleep.
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.
My brother told me that if I slept with my feet uncovered the boogie man would come and take you away. I still can't sleep without a blanket over my feet no matter how hot it is
I used to believe a monster lived under my bed and everytime I wanted to go to sleep and turned off the ligth the monster woke up and wanted to catch my feet. That's why I always jumped to my bed... to keep my feet with me. But he had just only one chance to do it at night.
I used to think that the monsters under my bed would reach out and grab my ankles if I walked up to my bed at night so I would always run and jump onto my bed or off of it so the monsters wouldn't get me :p
When I was little, my parents would tell me that if I didn't comb my hair before I went to bed, the knot monster would come and mess up my hair even more in my sleep. The knot monster use to be a half shark, half walrus type figure who use to come out from the back of my bed-head.
When I was younger, I used to believe that if I didn't sleep with all of my limbs concealed by the blanket, a man with an axe would come in the middle of the night and chop them off.
When I was about four, I was terrified of the monsters that I thought lived under my bed. Luckily, my dad told me he "didn't allow monsters in the house." I believed him, and never had a problem with monsters again.