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I used to believe that there was a scary version of Pee Wee Herman under my bed who would pull me under with huge spider-like arms and tickle me till I died. (I am EXTREMELY ticklish)
from when i was about 6 to when i was about 10 or so i used to believe that there was a scary monster with a grean leafy hand living under my bed and at night when i had to go to the bathroom i would be terrified that when i got up the had would reach out and grab my ankle and pull me under. So i usually would hold it or if i really really had to go i would stand up on the edge of my bed and jump as far as i could away from my bed and make a mad dash for the bathroom.
when i was a kid (5-9 or so) i thought that there was a monster that wanted to eat me. it could be under my bed or in my closet or even come in the window if it was open but it could only come out in the dark or when nobody else was there. it was important not to let any part of my body jut out over the edge of the bed or the monster could pull me out. similarly I would always take a flying leap onto the bed so it couldnt grab my ankles and pull me under. When it was dark, keeping the covers pulled up over my head meant the monster couldnt touch me although it might be right there. If i didnt see it, it couldnt eat me. I didnt know what it was or how it looked because i thought if i ever saw it, I would go mad. It was big though. at five or six I would sleep facing the wall and put my teddybear back to back behind me to protect me. later on, i dispensed with the teddybear, but when i felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up i would still sleep with the covers all the way over my head, even though i knew there was no such thing as monsters.
i used to think that if my light wasnt on,there were monsters and murderers in my room waiting to kill me.
I used to think that there were ants that lived under my bed and that they made castles out of dust under my bed too. I would always run from my doorway and jump onto my bed so none of the ants would get on me.
When I was very young, I was a horror movie fanatic with my father. My favorite movie was Gremlins, but they scared me a little. At night I refused to let my toes hang over the end of the bed or pop out from under the blanket because I was terrified that the gremlins from the movie would bite my toes off. To this day I don't expose my toes when I'm sleeping or let them hang over the bed, and I'm 20!
when i was young i belived that at night when my door was shut and my night light wasnt plugged in. A a vampires would jump out of the colset and from under my bed a suck all my blood out until i looked like a rasin and then go back from where they came from and wait till tomrrow when i had boold again
When I was a little girl my twin brother and I were convinced that leprechauns lived under our bed and in our closet, not to mention under the stairs and in the basement. My father told us both that if we got out of bed during the night that they would pull us under and that if we slept with anything hanging off the bed they would bite it off. One night (we were about 6) we got out of bed and 'led' them out of our house with a box of cookie we stole out of the kitchen. We thought we were so brave.
I used to believe that there were aligators underneath my bed, despite the fact that I live in Iowa. I had 5 seconds to get from my bed to the lightswitch and turn it on (thus making the aligators "disappear", even though they would "reappear" as soon as the light was back off) or else they would come out from underneath my bed and eat my legs off. I also had a blankie protector shield to make sure they wouldn't try to do anything funny, like come up over the top and eat me while I was sleeping.
My mom is a very spiritual lady, and used to tell me that I am extremly spiritual too, and could see ghosts.
For years I hallucinated a little boy (probably imagination) following me, such as seeing him rocking in a corner to himself, or in closets. My sister then learnt my unnatural fear of ghosts, and proceeded to tell me an old lady lived underneath my bed with glowing red eyes, and if I allowed anything to stick out of my bed she would grab me and pull me under. I then started collecting tedddy bears to make a circle around me to protect me from her and the little boy so they would reach up and grab teddies instead of me, and I would be safe. To this day, I still wont allow anything to get out from the covers for fear of her or the little boy (who my imagination still wont let up on, even going to the extremes where I sometimes can smell her perfume) and am still too afraid of the dark to allow my husband to turn of the light at night.
there uesd to be this goose that always attacked me and bit me. my brother and my cousin would hit it wit sticks to chase it away.after that i thought that there was a goose under my bed at night so i was afraid to get off of it at night without jumping away from the edge.
My room as a kid had a space between the foot of my bed and the wall about a foot wide. I used to think that the Boogey-Monster lived in there and that if I slept with my legs out it would come up and bite off my toes. So, to avoid the perils of the Boogey-Monster, I used to sleep completely curled up at the head of the bed. I still remember the relief the day I finally stretched out (I was scared, but I survived!)
When I was younger I used to believe thet little people would come out from under my bed at night and get me so i would put my blanket over my head, and hold it down.
Dinosaurs were under my bed. If I got up during the middle of the night i had to pee, i had to jump off the end of my bed and hit the ground running, or else the raptors (incidentally the same ones from the jurassic park movies) would get me.
I use to belive that once i turned the light out at night i had to run over to my bed and jump up without touching the bed rails or Mr. Moogles(that was my bear that my dog tore the head off of one day when i was at school) would come out and get me and i would never be found again because he was put under a curse by the evil boogeyman. i still get in the run to get in the bed now and im 17
i was strongly believe for many many years that in the wall,behind my bed,there was a mystic cave!the door would open if you do something specific and the cave was ending in Acropolis..(the monument in Greece)!
for some reason,i never tried to open this door...i never questioned about how to open it!!!but i am sure this cave exists...
i used to believe (and unfortunately..still do) that if i didnt get to my bed fast enough or if i didnt have a flash light when i turned off the lights in my room, a bunch of snaked would come out and bite me.
I used to believe that there were actual monsters that lived under my bed and that they would crawl out and scare me once the lights were turned off at night. This made me sleep with my blankets over my head for fear that I might see the monsters if I accidentally opened my eyes. I was even so afraid to dangle my legs or fingers over the bed edge because of the 'monsters'. This was till I was about 17 years old!
I used to believe that Micheal Myers and a vampire lived under my bed and that they were plotting ways to kill me.I wouldn't leave my drinks or food alone in the room becuase I thought they would put poison in them.I would also jump onto my bed (I wouldn't touch the floor near the bed) to avoid them trying to grab me and pull me under. (Actually I still believe this,and I'm 14 years old!!!)
somehow i got it in my head that, at night, there was an alligator under my bed. i thought if i lept onto the bed from a distance it wouldn't get me. i was afraid to let my arm or leg hang over the edge of the bed for fear the alligator would bite me