at home: under my bed

I used to believe…

When I was 5, I believed I had to pretend I was asleep as soon as I got in bed because a monster (bigfoot like) would come around to check. If he saw you awake through the window, he'd attack you. I could even hear the footsteps on the leaves outside of the bedroom. I later discovered this was the sound of my heartbeat in my ear against the pillow.

I used to believe that the monsters in my room couldn't see me at night
as long as I remained perfectly still and pulled my covers up to my neck;
my sheet and blanket made me invisible to them (somehow they couldn't
see my head -- lucky thing, too, in the interests of breathing). I slept with
my arms under the covers for years, even in the middle of July.

I used to believe there was a man who lived under my bed, and when I got out of bed to turn the light off, I had to jump from as far as I cound back onto the bed incase he grabbed my legs before I got to the bed.

I used to believe that at night there is a monster cutting around the edges of my bed with a chainsaw. So I always made shure my legs or arms don't stick out otherwise they would be cut of.

I used to believe…

That under the bed live lots of things with hands that would grab your ankle. I used to think that if you jump on to your bed from a distance the hands couldn't reach you. I still do this.

I used to believe…

When I was a little kid, I would say under ten years old I kept having a dream that there was a door under my bed that lead to some scarry places. So when I wasn't sleeping I was scarred to look under my bed because of that litle door that contains scary things.

I used to believe that a gang of monsters lived underneath my bed; and while they were very small, they had the ability to stretch their arms long enough to grab me if I should happen to hang a limb over the side of the bed. Most of the time I envisioned them under there passing the time by playing cards...just waiting for an opportune moment. If I slept with stuffed animals or dolls on either side of me, then they would produce an invisible barrier so that the monsters couldn't get me, but I was obssessive about making sure I was in the VERY CENTER of the bed, because my animals could not protect me should I happen to hang a limb over the side of my bed.

i used believe that when i went to sleep in the dark ,4 strange men would crawl out from under my bed andspin it round and round when i had my eyes closed,or open a magic hatch under my bed andfly it round the middle of the earth,and if i opened my eyes they would hide and id just fall to my death!

I used to believe…

Being Irish I was never sure if Saint Patrick had really and truly got rid of all the snakes as he was supposed to have done. So every night before I got into bed I had to check under the bed just in case there was one he'd overlooked!

I used to believe, after seeing a programme on TV, that spiders lived at the very bottom of my bed. I always slept with my feet tucked up under me, and as far up the bed as possible.
Funnily enough, years later, I would always wake up to find myself sleeping in the very bottom third of my bed.

I used to believe…

When I was little, I thought that if I slept with my hand under my pillow,(which was comfortable to me)then a cannible would pop out from the front of my bed and start eating my feet.

I used to believe…

In the movie "Angels in the Outfield" they had this one line "they're always watching" and from this line my nighttime scare began. I believed that oncec i got into bed all the angels would come from under my bed and just float around my bed and watch me. It totally freaked me out so i use to sleep under my blankets so that they couldn't see me. That way theyed get bored with me and leave.

I used to believe there were lions under my bed who came out when it was dark and blocked the route from my bed to the door. If I bravely managed to cross the room (by jumping between bits of furniture, the rug etc) I believed there were more out in the hall between my room & the bathroom. There was a certain route I had to take across the carpet (it was only about 4 steps!!) in order to make sure I didn't get eaten

I would always play hide-and-seek with my sister, but i would NEVER hide under the bed. My sister once told me that there was an octopus just waiting for me to get in there and become sucked up. And I believed her! But one day, I fell asleep on the floor beside my bed, not-knowing that my sister pushed me under it! When I woke up, I screamed my head off but then i noticed- THERE'S NO OCTOPUS! But then I threatened my sister the next day for threatening me, that if you went under the bed, it will fall on you if someone sits on it. SHE FELL FOR IT!

i used to believe that there was a hand (like the one from the adams family) living under my bed.i always got my dad to check under my bed before i slept and i never let my feet out from under the duvet incase it bit me and tried to pull me under the bed!

I used to believe…

this isn't really under the bed so much as beside it. when i was younger my bed was pushed against one wall and until I was about 5 i was too afraid to sleep facing the wall because i thought a little tiny train conductor lived in the crack between my bed and the wall and that he would come get me and take me somewhere bad in his train. haha i still rmeeber teh first night i slept facing the wall and realized no conductor lived there...

I used to believe…

Between the ages of 6 and 13 I used to beleive that when the lights were switched off at night, all the nooks and crannies (little spaces) had lots and lots of pairs of evil looking eyes and I used to hide under the covers because I thought the eyes would get me. I also used to think that at the same time if i looked under my bed when it was dark that there was one hugh pair of eyes staring at me and waiting to grab me

I was young when I saw the movie E.T. He freaked me out so bad. I started having dreams about him chasing me. And started to think he lived under my bed. I would wake up in the middle of the night from a bad dream, and run to my parents room up stairs. While trying to get there, I would think he was chasing me and as soon as I touch their bed he would go away. To this day I am still freaked out by him. And have not watched the movie.

I used to believe that under my bed was a verry big rat who was making some freakin` noizes just when I tried to sleep...And those noizes were so terifying,that I always slept until 7 years with the light on...