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I used to think if my blanket touched the ground that Satan would drag me into Hell while I was sleeping. I was a teenager before I'd actually let a blanket touch the ground.
when i was a child i believed that if i put my socks under my bed i would have a nightmare.
The first time I viewed The Dark Crystal, the Skeksis absolutely terrified me. I became convinced that not only were they real, they lived under my bed! As well as having to jump into bed from the middle of the (small) room, I had to keep lots of stuff under there to crowd them out. Often I would find my covers kicked off and somehow (probably the cat) pushed underneath the bed. I was convinced the Skeksis were trying to kill me by stealing my covers and causing me to freeze to death!
after seeing "the phantom of the opera" at the tender age of eight, I believed for years that his cavern had a door tha was right under my bed. for at least a year, i wouldn't step anywhere near the edge of my bed, and would jump ont o my bed from the doorway.
most kids get the boogey man... i got the phantom of the opera under my bed. thanks mom.
i used to think something would grab me from under the bed so i would get a running start and fly onto the bed grab the blanket and then hide my head but then i would think well if i just stick my head under the bed really quick and scream in a monster voice really loud that i would scare it before it could get me cause i was kind of curious what it was under my bed and what it looked like
when i was young, i believed that a crocodile lived under my bed because i had a bad dream about it and thought it was real. I though it would try to bite me if i went near the edge of my bed! So when i had to go to sleep, i was really careful not to let my feet go near the bottom of my bed and jumped from a distance instead!
for a very very long time, i thought that the monsters under my bed liked to eat toes cuz i asked my mom what monsters ate, and she said toast. i thought she said toes. so i always had a stuffed animal at my feet to protect me at night. i made deals with the monsters that if they didn't eat me, my stuffed animals wouldn't eat them, so me and my under-the-bed monsters have been friends ever since!!
when i was 6 i used to believe there was an alien under my bed and if i didnt get a running start and jump like 4 feet on to my bed he would reach his hand out from under the matress,grab my leg and pull me under.
when I was little, I used to believe people were under my bed and would kill me ! They caught my foot and were going to pull me ! I have believed this since I saw a horror movie. I am still afraid.
When I wassix years old I believed that ther was a doll who had not eyes but holes instead, under my bed and I was afraid to go to bed every night.
because my bed was up high in my room but it wasnt a bunk bed it just had my wardrobe under it but there was anough room to for someone to stand under, so i thought that when i got up in the night to go to the loo a man would be standing under there and when i came back to get up into my bed is when he would get me so i would run as fast as i could into my room and climb up the lader really fast and would hurt myself alot of the time.
I used to think that a man is under my bed and that if I got out of bed when it was dark he would grab my ankles and drag me under there with him. I once stalled myself getting up Christmas Day because of it.
I used to believe there was a creepy ghoulish guy under my bed that would either grab my ankles, or shoot an arrow through my ankles if i got too close to the bed. I even dreamed about getting an arrow through the ankle frequently. I got extremely good at jumping from the middle of the floor onto my bed. I was about 5 or 6
i used to beleive that there was a man under my bed so when i got into bed i jumped on it thinking that he would grab my foot if i didn't.
i used to belive that thier were 2 aliens under my bed.
When I was little I wanted to do everything like my older sister. We had a bunkbed and she slept at the top (even though she weighed more than me but I was too young to understand this was unfair). One day I wanted to sleep at the top and my parents let me. I went up but I kept seeing "visions" of evil skeletons from beyond coming to get me. I was whimpering and trying to sleep real badly but finally I ran into my parents bedroom crying.
I used to believe that whenever you turn the lights out that the boogy man would be under the bed. He had long fingernails to. And, if he touched you, you would melt.I really never figured out the truth. I just stopped thinking a lot at night! LOL.
When I was tiny, I feared a creature that I named the Bad Lady Hands. This must have really scared me, because usually you can't remember stuff from when you're a baby, but I remember being in a crib and these white, really white hands, as white as powder, and they would hang over my crib and try to get through the bars and wiggle their fingers at me. There was no one attatched to them, just hands. I'm thinking now that it may have just been grownups looking at me and waving and all of that stuff, but it sure scared the heck out of me!
I used to think that there was this old man that lived at the end of my bed, and at night would come and eat my toes. So i always had to wear my slippers to bed so i could keep my toes safe.
I used to believe when I was about 7 that if, after climbing into bed at night and turning off all the lights, if I got up out of bed there was "something" under mine that would cut my feet of when the touched the floor. Anytime I got thirsty, I would lay there about 5 minutes comtemplating ways to outsmart the evil down below and pretend to snore then jump further than his arms could possibly be.