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.
A childhood belief about under my bed
others believed things like this
- I used to believe that my stuffed animals would come alive at night to protect me.— Julie
- I used to believe that if I chewed on one side of my mouth too much the other side would get jealous.Anon
- I used to think the Senior Center was where all the high school seniors got to hang out and cut class— Jordan
- I used to think the song "Hang on sloopy" was "hang on snoopy"— gina
- I use to beliee that if someone got shot or lost a limb in a movie they actually did in real life. Anon
- I used to believe that if I closed one eye, the people on that side couldn't see me.— KM