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when i was a child i believed that if i put my socks under my bed i would have a nightmare.
i used to think that when u went to bed the boogie man eat your feet
I used to believe that if i left my feet hanging over my bed as as i slept a monster would come and pull my toenails off, because thats what my dad used to tell me when he saw my feet from under the covers.
when i was young.after waching a movie with the devil getting some one when ever i got out of bed he would grabb my feet
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.
i used to (still do) believe that unless ,wn in bed,i coverd mself up completely that monsters would be in my room ( normally the aliens from 'signs') and they would attack woteva part of me they could see. I scare myself stupid now trying to sleep and have to be completely covered up. It gets reall hot with your head under that duvet you know
When i was younger i believed that Chuck from childs play would com into my room and try to kill me so i would hide under my covers thinkinghe wouldn't see me if i was perfectly still.
After seeing Mars Attacks, I picture there creepy little faces popping out, so I slept with a golf club under my sheets.
When I was about six i used to believe,there is a coffin under my bed and in that coffin is a zombie what eat me when i wake up i night and dont fall to sleep to five minutes.I dont remember why I think it,but I have realy big fear when I go sleep.
At age 3, after seeing the adams family of course, annually every night i had my ritual dream (or at least i think it was, but anything goes at 3) of where i light on looking over the edge of my bed while snuggled up to a teddy bear, sometimes 4 or 5 of them. I looked down at the carpet, which was swarmed by 15 or so "Things" (aka hands). One particular night, my final night of having the terrifying dream, I got a little to close to the edge of the bed, and my biggest mistake of all, Teddy wasn't snuggled up against me to fight them off in case of emergency. Suddenly i fell off of my bed and onto the floor covered with "Things". In a pure state of shock, I began screaming, screaming, and screaming. Still dreaming, I saw the hands turn and rush towards me. I rolled the only place I could, away from them, which also happened to be under the bed, infested with several more hands. Still, things managed to do the impossible! Get even worse. I could no longer see my Thomas the Train Night Light!!! I screamed, cryed, and screamed some more. Within seconds my dad was in the room to help me out from under the bed.
I used to believe there were trolls living under my brother's bed.
i go to my grand parents every summer and 1 summer i was hanging my hand off the bed and my grandma said that her granma said to her that if you hang your hand off the bed a witch under there will grab you hand and put in a hot pot thing.
So now i never hang my hand over the bed any more.
i used to beleive that there was a man under my bed so when i got into bed i jumped on it thinking that he would grab my foot if i didn't.
When I was about 4 I used to believe that there were a wolf and the devil under my bed,ready to take my legs, so I jumped from a long distance in order not to be taken by them.. I know that this could sound strange, but still today I "jump" down of my bed if I wake up in the middle of the night...
I used to think there were people trapped under my bed and they would reach out and grab my ankles and pull me under my bed, if I got to close, and they would try to eat me.
I used to believe that if I fell asleep with the fan on and the door closed that I would die. However, it was perfectly safe to do one with the other.
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 believe the boogey man lived under my bed....lol
I used to think that if I was all tucked up in the covers, no one could hurt me. Like, if someone tried to stab me, it wouldn't reach me because of the covers. And I used ot think I was protected from ghosts. I always had the covers al the way to my neck, even in the sweltering heat!
Funnily enough, now I can't sleep with the cover off
i believe in the boogie man and jason x and freddy krugar and all that scary stuff i get scared when ever i hear a noise @ 12 o clock at night under my bed and my door always opens
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