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A childhood belief about under my bed

When I was young, I just knew that there was some sort of monster under my bed. I am not sure what sort of beasty it was but I KNOW that it was there. I could not sleep if my feet or arms hung over the sides of the bed. If I did, 'it' would get me. Even now, decades later, I cannot bring myself to drop an arm over the side of the bed... just in case.

— Diane

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