I was feeling sleepy one night and it was my first real night in a proper bed. I was just dozing off when I heard a roar from under my bed. I made my Dad come in and look for the Lion that was under there but he never found it!
To this day, I still jump into bed so that nothing can grab my ankles and I always tuck my feet into the end of the duvet so nothing can tickle me in the night.
A childhood belief about under my bed
others believed things like this
- I used to believe that if you didn't take your socks off at night your feet would turn into jellyAnon
- 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 belive that zombie hands would burst trough the floor and grab my ankles.Anon
- I used to believe that the sound of crickets at night was the noise the stars made when they sparkled. — Jane
- I used to believe reindeer made it rain because for many years it rained on christmas eve night.Anon
- I used to belive that Jack Frost was a real man! and that he came and painted frost on the windows at night.— Tom