A childhood belief about under my bed

I used to think there was a goblin under my bed that would get me if I came to close, so I had to jump onto my bed without getting to close. It was fun.

I also used to think that there was a vampire under my bed. I had an active imagination (and still do), so I thought he would make his teeth grow, like in the old movies, and they would go though the entire bed and go through my arm and kill me.

I was a weird kid.