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A childhood belief about under my bed

When I was 8 I couldn't sleep one night. But then, I heard some kind of a low sounding growl that my young mind translated as a lion underneath my bed. It wouldn't stop growling, so I made a mad dash into my parents' room screaming "MOM! MOM! THERE'S A LION UNDER MY BED!"

It turns out that the "lion" was my dad snoring. We bug him about it to this day.

— Shirley B.

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