When I was a little girl my twin brother and I were convinced that leprechauns lived under our bed and in our closet, not to mention under the stairs and in the basement. My father told us both that if we got out of bed during the night that they would pull us under and that if we slept with anything hanging off the bed they would bite it off. One night (we were about 6) we got out of bed and 'led' them out of our house with a box of cookie we stole out of the kitchen. We thought we were so brave.
A childhood belief about under my bed
others believed things like this
- I used to think teachers lived at school, and slept there at night.— Stephanie
- i used to believe you slept for 100 hours every night.— skye-ness
- i used 2 believe when i left my closet door open at
night a skelleton would pop out and wave at me— bex - I used to think that Father Christmas stole toys from Smyths.— Shovel Tem
- I used to believe that the cows owned by my grandfather slept lying on the ground like a human at night.— Eric
- My sister told me that Fraggles lived in our basement. I used to sit down there forever so I could see them. — Suzie