A childhood belief about under my bed

I had a very vivid imagination as a child. I used to see things.

Every night I would see giant crabs running around on my floor. I was terrified of them. So I would trhow down little wads of tissue that would turn into little people who would fight with the crabs to protect me. I actually would see these tissues move all over the room. Sometimes my tissue people would be grabbed by a crab and carried away under the dresser to whatever fate lied in store for them. Other tissue people would try to save the their friend. Sometimes I would throw down some more little tissue people for reinforcements. I was terrified for my feet to touch the floor or anything to hang over the bed because the crabs would get me. Eventually the tissue people became the characters from Gilligans Island and the crabs were rampant on the beach(my floor).

I did get over the whole crab thing, but not until the common "vampire" scare many kids have. The difference is that in the dark, I actually saw my tormentor. A beautiful younish girl who would stand at my window facing away from me until I stared at her, then she would turn around and show me her huge fangs. I would cover myself completely except for a tiny hole to breath from. I think I preferred the crabs...