at home: under my bed

I used to believe…

when i was younger i used to think there was an old skiny man with silver skin and huge white eyes that never blinked under my bed that would grab me. to this day i take a running jump to get into bed!

I used to believe…

When I was little I used to believe there were evil penguins living under my bed who would attack me if i got out at night. So whenever I had to use the bathroom I would run across my bed, jump into the hall (the door was at the foot of my bed) and run all the way to the bathroom. I have no idea where I got that idea from till this day.

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When I was little I use to think that at night, alligators would live under your bed and try to grab your ankles if you would try to hop into bed. So if i had to go to the bathroom I would jump off my bed (i had to land at least a foot away) and when I came back from the bathrooms I would jump onto my bed from the floor and I could not be to close to the bed or they would grab me & bring me to thier secret alligator world and eat me. I still get scared sometimes to this day! 8D

I used to believe…

When I was about 5, i thought that there were monsters ON TOP of my bed. I was so scared that when my parents went to sleep, I crawled under my bed so the monsters couldn't get me.

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when i was little, i shared a bed with my older sister, Janelle. I would always kick off the covers so she told me that if my feet were uncovered, i'd get eaten by the floor demons like our brother "Stephen". (We never had a brother named Stephen.) She told me they we on holiday, visiting their cousins the wall trolls, and they loved to snack on little toes. I was so traumatized that i still curl the covers under my feet!

i always slept on the top bunk of our bunkbed when i wuz little, so i used to believe that there were little goblins underneath the bed. so i always hurried up the ladder as fast as i could and hurried under the covers before they could grab my feet and pull me under.

I used to believe that there were vampires under my bed. I always ran and took a flying leap into bed so that they couldn't grab me before my "army" of stuffed animals could protect me.

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When I was young, I was terrified of JAWS. I used to think that when I was in bed, if my leg or arm was hanging off the side, JAWS would jump out of the ocean drag me into the water and eat me. I lived in Philadelphia at the time.

I used to believe…

When i was small 'bout 5 or 6 I alway's
slept in the middle of the bed because I thought if I got to close to the edge
the monsters would take me down with them and i'll turn into a monster!!! CRAZY!!!

i believed when i was about 6 that there was a monster under my bed and i would check it every night. One night i had a dream and i dreamt i looked under my bed and this big long hairy monster was looking at me and i wouldn't sleep in my bed for 3 weeks. I even did a test by putting food under my bed and see if a monster ate it. I woke up the next day and it had been eaten but now i realize it was probably my dog...

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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.

i used to believe that there was a monster named Eliza in my blankets, so i alway slept on the floor. Except Eliza had a husband who liked to sleep under the bed and bite the heads off of little girls while singing, "Im A Little Tea Pot". So i ended up sleeping on my couch, except Eliza and her horrible Teapot hus band had a slightly bi-polar cousin who like going tinto my fridge during the night and eat all of the milk, thats why i never had any for my cereal. THen, I slept in the bathroom except the slightly bi-polar cousin had a friend named Albert who was mentally disabled and every time you turned on the lights he would scream, "BAH!!!!!!" So i ended up sleeping in the middle hallway, but came to a conslusion that when i was there they could all get to me. So now, i stay up all night and read fairy0tales to soothe my fears of the lamp.
and thats how i leanred the meaning of life.

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 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.

I used to belive that under my bed lived a spider family and when I got up at night I had to jump out of my bed because I used to belive that they would catch me.

I believed that a great white shark, like the one from Jaws, swam below the carpet at the foot of my bed. For years, I slept with my legs pulled tight to my chest. This way, if he decided to jump up and devour my bed, my legs would be intact and I could run for help.

I used to believe that green scaly goblins with long hairless arms lived under my bed, and would reach out to grab me if I got too close. I would run and jump into bed at night. One morning I was making my bed, and my cat reached out from under the bed and grabbed my ankle with both her paws, and I almost teleported I ran away so fast.

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When I was about 5, I saw a Chunkie movie. My mom loved china dolls, so my room had a collection of them. I wouldn't go to sleep because I was scared my dolls would come alive and try to kill me. The funny thing is, that I though the monster under my bed was jack, from the night before christmas and that he fought the dolls when I was asleep to protect me....