Visits to my grandfather's house always included leaving Oreo cookies for the trolls that lived underneath his bed and would only come out at night...There was always excitement when we discovered that the Oreos had been eaten. One evening, I camped out on his floor with a flashlight for what seemed like hours, just trying to catch a glimpse of one of the trolls. I was sure that I could befriend them, if only we could meet.
A childhood belief about under my bed
others believed things like this
- I used to think that trolls lived in my shower drain and showered with my dirty water— Troll bather
- When i was small i used to think god lived on top of my house and the devil lived right underneath it.— Missuss D
- In kindergarden my friend told me that there were 24 hours in the day and 15 hours in the night.— Cari
- i used tothink that uh-oh oreos ment they caused trouble— 3605cutepuppy
- i used to believe you slept for 100 hours every night.— skye-ness
- I used to believe that the cows owned by my grandfather slept lying on the ground like a human at night.— Eric