A childhood belief about under my bed

So when i was maybe 5 or 6, i had this massive mess under my bed... and i was firmly convinced that there was a secret entrance under there somewhere that would take me to the land of the "little people" (a belief not helped by a winnie-the-pooh episode with much the same plot!). i dreamed constantly at night about going there and living among the little people and having a delightful time, and i somehow percieved the dreams to be actual nighttime visits. i thought the reason i couldn't get there when i tried during the day was because the little people hid the entrance. needless to say, i was heartbroken when i turned 7 and discovered i was too big to fit under the bed.