There was a giant that lived under my full sized bed at night. He would try to get me by reaching his arms up from underneath, and touching me with his hands. If I lay in the middle of the bed though, he couldn't reach me.
A childhood belief about under my bed
others believed things like this
- When i was small i used to think god lived on top of my house and the devil lived right underneath it.— Missuss D
- i used to believe that a ghost lived under my bed and that a giant lived under our dining room table.— nameless
- I used to wonder that if man wanted to reach the stars in rockets, why didn't he just go up at night? Duh!!!— albinoavenger
- I used to believe you got high tides when the sea was full (I lived on the Thames, then) — rosy
- i used to think stigmata meant the really clear, white sunbeams that you could see reaching down to the earth.— lora
- I used to believe when I was 5 that I was special because I couldn't get to sleep until 11pm at night — Carrie