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I called the monsters under my bed "burglars" and it was a group of five men who were dressed in all black like ninjas. They only showed up at night, had to stay under the bed but could reach thier arms out to grab me if I walked by or dangled a leg or arm off. I also had to run and jump past my bed if I ever had to get up at night.
How I got over this fear? I stuffed so much stuff under my bed so that they couldn't possibly fit under there anymore.
Ever read Roald Dahl's "Dirty Beasts"? As a kid I was terrified of Sting-a-Ling, the scorpion that hid in your bed and then stung you on the bum. I would lie there rigid waiting for the sting...!
I used to believe Hitler lived under my bed! lol
I used to believe that there were spiders under my bed and if i went too close to my bed they would attack my feet. So i always did a run-up-and-jump onto my bed, its pretty funny when u think about it.
I once beleived that in bed at night (I was afraid of the dark) there was a glass sheild over your bed to protect you from all the scary monsters/ghosts. I also believed that there really WAS a monster under my bed, and any body parts that went over the edge of the bed would be eaten by the monster.
when i was little i heard that man in one night ate like 8 spiders, and i couldnt sleepo for weeks cuz i didnt want to eat the spiders...
i used to believe that if i didnt fall asleep before midnight the wolf i thought that lived under my bed would come out and eat me.
I used to believe that there were popcorn balls under my bed because I thought that they were the same thing as moth balls. So one night, I crawled under my bed and got out the box of them and crawled out. I was about to put one in my mouth when my mom came in and took them away.
I had a horrible fear of vomit when I was little (sadly, 20 years later, I still do) and I HATED sleeping on the top bunk because I was afraid there was going to be burritos filled with vomit sitting on the rungs of the ladder, and if for whatever reason I had to get down before morning, I was going to have to dodge them with my feet.
Don't ask me where I came up with that as a kid, but I just knew the vomit burritos were waiting for me. I didn't even dare to look!
When I was little I used to go on an adventure every morning by sliding down my bed underneath the covers and getting out at the foot rather than the side. So many times I felt mortal fear as I thought the bed would keep going and going and suck me up forever.
when i was little i watched movie chuckie (the killer doll) and i strongly beleived wheni went to bed and my feet were hanging off the bed he would come and chop them off so i couldnt run away. so i used to never let any body part hang off my bed.
i used to believe that there was evil little people under my bed and everytime i would get out they would shoot at my feet with little canons, or tie me down and take me away, so every time i got u i`d stand on my bed and jump as far as i could and run out of my room
I don't think this is very unusual cause I know lots of other people used to do this but I used to believe that there was a monster under my bed that would grab my feet when I got on and off the bed... so I used to run and jump onto my bed and then when I had to get off I'd make sure to leap far away from the bed.
I used to believe that if i stretched my legs out in bed, captain hook from peter pan would grab my feet and drag me back to nevergoodland (in neverland)
I still sleep curled up!
When I was between kindergarten and third grade, I used to believe there was a cow under my bed. I would be petrified to wake up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom because I worried the cow would grab my leg and drag me under with it.
I'm fifteen years old and I'm still terrified of the monstaer under my bed.
He's hiding behind all my shoes and when I feel brave enough to look for him, he disappears between the planks in my laminate floor.
When i was about 6 i believed there was an evil rabbit under my bed and that if i ate too many carrots he would eat me when i was sleeping. i wouldn't touch carrots and i would run and jump on to my bed :D
When I was about 9 or 10 my brother told me the story of Medusa, and said that he'd had a dream that she was hiding under my bed. Since then, every night when I turn out the light I have to take a running jump into bed in case she grabs my ankle. I'm now 21. It's very sad.
When i was small i watched a cartoon about vampires and i got so scared that i had to sleep with my blanket pulled up to my neck, and i still do it over a decade later.
I also used to think my teddies had feelings. Once i had a toy Husky dog and i had a dream that it bit me. It scared me so much that i put him in the corner of my bed, but because i thought he had 'feelings' i had to throw a blanket over him each night so he wouldnt get angry and bite me lol.
I used to believe that under my bed was a cave that only monsters could access and as long as I didn't open my eyes or hang over the bed, they would leave me alone. I also thought that there were snakes at the end of my bed (but only at night) and I would go to sleep with my legs tucked up in a fetal position.