A childhood belief about under my bed

I was a true believer in monsters under the bed, but since I handn't been eaten yet, I figured I had good monsters under my bed. I also heard strange noises at night from my parent's room (my dad snoring) so I figured there were evil monsters under their bed, but they were too afraid of my dad to eat them. I remember every night, whispering to the "monsters" under my bed and asking them to please tell the monsters under my parent's bed not to eat them.