ok, two versions. first i made sure that my arms and legs did not hang over the sides of the bed. if they did the wolves under my bed would tear them off, however i was safe as long as there was no hang over. second, i made sure that i slept on my stomach, because when theives broke into my room they would not stab me in the back. it was an honor among theives thing. i always woke up the next morning by following these simple rules.
A childhood belief about under my bed
others believed things like this
- I used to think the song "Hang on sloopy" was "hang on snoopy"— gina
- I used to believe that molasses were made by grasshoppers rubbing their back legs together.— Valerey Lavergne
- I used to beleive that all pains were headaches. So for example, I had headaches in my stomach, legs and arms.— James
- I used to only sleep on my back because I thought I would break my ribs if I slept on my stomach.— Molly
- I used to think the Senior Center was where all the high school seniors got to hang out and cut class— Jordan
- I used to think a female daddy-long-legs was called a "mummy-long-legs".Anon