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A childhood belief about under my bed

When i was little my bedroom was the one right at the end of the hall way, i belived that a shark (yes a shark) lived underneath my bed and so i would go to the other end of the hallway, get a run-up, and run and jump onto my bed at night because i believed that if i didnt then when i was standing at my bed the shark would eat my feet.

— Speaksy

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