A childhood belief about monsters

All my life, I have had very bizarre dreams. As a little girl and still in my cot, I remember one dream I had about a small hole by the door of the small room I slept in when my brothers lived with us. It was a very realistic dream and I thought that there really was a tiny Yorkshire terrier in there that came out and the dream just felt scary despite that I loved and cared for dogs a lot. I had another dream whereby I was outside my cot and a pack of odd and somewhat ghostly dogs emerged from the hole led by what I now recognise as a weimaraner. I believed that if I stared at it for long enough, one of the dogs would come out and bark at me again. Linked to this, I also had dreams that weren’t nightmares but made me nervous about these bizarre things without faces that were like bullet shaped moons. They sometimes spoke and the only distinction with any of them was that the females always wore spotty pinners. We had these concrete things that are still there by our local fish and chip shop and they looked kinda like them and had chains on them. I used to be afraid that they would come to life at night and thought maybe they were the same things that I saw in my sleep. They never chased me or anything in my dreams but I found them freaky and was a nervous child anyway. I also had a belief that had I not slept under the covers, a purple, anthromorphic wolf in striped pyjamas would get me. I dreamed that he/it did come to check on me once and I always felt safe under the duvet. Even though I’ve no fears now, I always sleep out of habit pretty much under the covers.