Other kids beleived there were monsters under their bed, I beleived there was a pyscho killer. I'd take running jumps to my bed and jumped to the door out of bed. I'd always leave my door open in case the killer decided to come out so I could make a quick escape. I'd never hang any body partout of my bed so the killer wouldn't stick his knife through it. I wonder what happened to that killer...
A childhood belief about under my bed
others believed things like this
- When I was little, I used to think that a serial killer was a killer who ate a lot of cereal.— believe
- I used to think i was a serial killer because i ate cereal!— Mikita Jones
- I thought that my dog was a killer dog that was undercover and that he was like a spy or something— Laura
- I used to think a serial killer was golden grams...— weird
- I used to believe that killer bees would take over the world by the time I was an adult.— Kristy O.
- I used to belief that a serial killer popped out of a cereal box. — chelsea layman