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A childhood belief about under my bed

As a child I couldn't sit on the edge of my bed. I lived in constant fear of a ghostly hand snapping out from underneath and grabbing my ankle. I used to stand up on the bed and leap to safety.

Also, I knew never to turn my back to a window at night as the monsters would break through and grab me from behind.

— Dr. X

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