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When i was little i thought if i left my toes,hands,feet anything hangin out of my bed that scream on the texas chainsaw massacre of the horror would come and chop my feet off.Even thought i know its not true now im still terrified of leaving my feet out. Yeah also because my cat attacks my feet LOL
I used to believe that if I didnt hurry and get into my bedsheets at night, there would be a huge scary wolf that would reach out and grab my feet and eat me. How dumb am I ?? haha
when I was laying on my pillow at night with my eyes open, naturally I would hear little scratching like noises because I would blink and my eyelashes rubbed on the pillow to make a noise. I thought that it was a man on the other side of my pillow writing something.
I used to believe that if i didnt cover my feet while in bed that someone would come and cut them off while i was sleeping.
i used to belive that monsters used to sneak from the sewers and slip through the gap under my door to hide under my bed i used to imagine one-eyed dinoragans (half-dinosaur, half-dragon) and lots more and my good mythical animals would know and dive under my bed and either frighthen them or eat them.
When I was 8, I was convinced the Daleks were going to come out from under my bed and get me!
You know how when you're younger your parents say goodnight to you and then turn off your light. Well since I never saw them leave the room I was used to believe that my parents slept under my bed and that their room just existated during the day.
When I was a young man in the mid eighties, my family and I had 1 cable channel, HBO. In the summer of around 1985 I watched the movie "Poltergeist" over and over for over a month. The scene where the young boy in the family is attacked by a stuffed clown doll and pulled under the bed scared me so much that to this day when I turn in for sleep at night I must check under the bed to ensure the clown is not waiting there to pull me under, and I'm 31 now.
When I was little I saw the Coneheads, and one night I thought that one of them was under my bed....I was TERRIFIED, and even though my mom told me they weren't that stuck with me for a LONG time.
I used to believe that there was an army of hamsters under my bed, so I would jump from the opposite side of my room to get to my bed so the hamster couldn't shoot me with their little hamster guns.
there were little firemen under the bed that would chop off your hands & feet if they hung over the bed while you were asleep
When I was around 4 years old, my father took me to the show to see "20,000 Leagues Under the Sea" and for years after that I thought there was an octopus living under my bed so I would have to take a flying leap to get in and out of my bed so the octopus wouldn't grab my ankle and pull me in!
Well, I was a very strange child. For some reason I was terrified of sleeping with my legs uncurled because the Alligators that inexplicably lived at the end of my bed would BITE OFF MY TOES!
Oh, and I had a strange phobia of windshield wipers, screaming uncontrollably whenever they were on. Yeah.. I was weird
When I was a little girl, our bedrooms on the second floor, my sister who is 7 years older than me told me that there was a gremlin living under her bed. I think she was trying to keep me out of her room. Anyway I stopped believing that after a while and she went off to college. I then took over her room so I didn't have to share a room. No problem, no monsters. Until one day I looked out the window into the darkness and saw an animal staring in at me. ON THE SECOND FLOOR! I was so scared I covered myself from head to toe and refused to look out unless it was actually true. Only the next day did I remember that a part of the roof is right below my new bedroom window, so it was rational that a cat could try to get back into our house from the 2nd floor.
WHEN I WAS A BABY I USED TO BELIEVE THAT THE BOOGIEMAN LIVED IN THE DARKNESS AND UNDER MI BED
that wolves lived in the foot on the floor beside my bed
When I was very young, my mother once told me that as a child, she used to believe there was a creature resembling an alligator that lived under her bed. If she needed to get up in the night, she would stand on top of her bed and leap as far away from the edge as she could. When she told me this, I didn't believe that it was a monster or alligator. Instead I thought it was the Egyption God, Ammit, who ate unbalanced souls, and was described as having a crocodile's head. (I knew A LOT of weird ancient history as a child.) For many years, I too would leap onto and off my bed in fear of Ammit pulling me into the underworld & devouring my soul.
When i was about 8 i got a cabin bed from my parents. It freaked me out having to climb up the stair because i thought there was someone behind the bed waiting to grab me by my ankles, and drag me away through the stairs.
When I was about 4 I used to believe that there were a wolf and the devil under my bed,ready to take my legs, so I jumped from a long distance in order not to be taken by them.. I know that this could sound strange, but still today I "jump" down of my bed if I wake up in the middle of the night...
Whenever I was little I had read a horror story about a girl who's head fell off and landed beside her bed. For atleast half a year, I would not go on that side of the bed because I thought that her head would be there.