at home: under my bed

I used to believe…

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…

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 never used to get out of bed as a kid. This was because I though there was a monster under there and if I got out they'd know I was there because somehow they didn't and that they'd drag me under my bed. I also used to stay very still.

I used to believe…

To protect myself from monsters at night I had to be completely cover by some form of blanket. This made the monsters powerless to get me, if any part of my body was exposed then I was vulnerable.

I used to believe that a monster lived underneath the blankets at the foot of my bed and if I put my feet too far down it would bite my feet. I always slept near the top of the bed.

I used to believe…

When I was little I used to sit on my bed and read, but because I thought there was something nasty under it I had to keep moving my legs so the nasty thing wouldn't be able to grab me.

What is it with beds? They're supposed to be a comfort zone!

i used to believe that there were monsters everywere but that they coulden't get me past midnight , so i always kept reading comics 'till midnight , and when my parents found out and made sure i coulden't stay up till midnight anymore , i always placed a toy-gun near my bed , thinking that if any monsters would come i would be able to blast them to hell with my toy-gun.

I believed that I could stop the monsters under the bed from coming to get me if I stuffed my blankets between my bed and the wall making a tight seal...

and every night I would run around my room grabbing all the stuffed animals and piling them up on top of me :D

I used to believe…

When I was little and I went to sleep everynight I used to think their were snakes and spiders at the end of my feet so I used to scrunch my legs up as high as I could and sleep in a tiny ball

I used to believe…

When I was six, I believed that someone's amputated arm was under my covers at the bottom of the bed. I was sure that it would grab me around the ankles and drag me off some where. I slept with my knees bent and tucked under my chin for over a year.

I used to believe a lion lived under my bed (but only after dark of course)and as I didn't have a bedside lamp I had to switch the light off at the doorway to my room and then try to jump to my bed ( which was against the opposite wall) the second I turned the light off. My heart would be in my mouth and I would have to lie there for some time to calm down before I could even think of going to sleep. I think the lion still lives there.....BUT I DON"T.

I used to believe that if I put a mouse trap under my bed it would trap the monsters I just knew were there. The only thing it ever caught was the edges of my blankets

I always believed if I didn't say my bedtime prayers the Devil would come up from under my bed and get me in my sleep. Sometimes I was sure I could feel my bed shaking .

I used to believe…

At the age of 4 I used to get in trouble for writing and coloring on the walls.
So, I used to crawl under the bed and draw montsers which were just stick men drawing.
Before bed time I told my mother that there were monsters under my bed.
and when she left my room and turned out the light, I would run out and sleep on the floor in the living room o.

I used to believe…

That aliens would come out of the bathroom and run under my bed.
And when i use to sleep in my moms and dads room when she truned off the light a monster would come out of the closet.

i used to beleive that there was an alligator under my bed, and if i got out of bed at night he would bite my feet off...i have no clue where i got that idea from.