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A childhood belief about under my bed

When I was about 4/5, I used to believe that there were crocodiles living under my bed, and the only way I would be safe from them eating my feet would be if I was wearing odd socks. I would scream if my parents tried to put matching socks on me at night but I don't remember them ever asking me why....

— Smufe

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