A childhood belief about under my bed

When I was tiny, I feared a creature that I named the Bad Lady Hands. This must have really scared me, because usually you can't remember stuff from when you're a baby, but I remember being in a crib and these white, really white hands, as white as powder, and they would hang over my crib and try to get through the bars and wiggle their fingers at me. There was no one attatched to them, just hands. I'm thinking now that it may have just been grownups looking at me and waving and all of that stuff, but it sure scared the heck out of me!