I used to think there was a set of disembodied skeletal hands under my bed, lying in wait to grab me by the ankles. I had to take a run down the hall and fling myself into bed from the doorway in order to avoid them.
The monster under the bed stayed with me until my teens, but I'd steel myself to walk in front of my bed.
The monster finally left when my bedroom was moved into the basement. I think I'll be seeing it again when I have kids.
A childhood belief about under my bed
others believed things like this
- I thought the boogey monster was a monster that ate boogers at night in front of youAnon
- I used to belive that zombie hands would burst trough the floor and grab my ankles.Anon
- I used to believe a spider monster was in my basement— Kelly bulanek
- I Used To Believe The Monster Beverage/Energy Drink Was Monster Milk!— KellGirl
- steel wool comes from steel sheep— tg
- I used to believe that if I fell asleep lying on my front that my boobs wouldn't grow. And they didn't.— Booey