I used to think that there were skeletons under my bed and if I went to get out of my bed at night, they would grab my ankles.
A childhood belief about under my bed
others believed things like this
- I used to belive that zombie hands would burst trough the floor and grab my ankles.Anon
- When you saw a funeral go by, you had to grab a button on your shirt.Anon
- i used to believe if i was in a plane, i'd be able to reach out, grab part of a cloud and eat it— BOXXXY
- My mother didn't want me outside at night so she told me i had to come in or else 'the night air would get me'— Dan
- i used to think the moon followed me because i could always see it at nightAnon
- The sea was there because I left a tap dripping all night.— wolfie