under my bed
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When I was tiny, I feared a creature that I named the Bad Lady Hands. This must have really scared me, because usually you can't remember stuff from when you're a baby, but I remember being in a crib and these white, really white hands, as white as powder, and they would hang over my crib and try to get through the bars and wiggle their fingers at me. There was no one attatched to them, just hands. I'm thinking now that it may have just been grownups looking at me and waving and all of that stuff, but it sure scared the heck out of me!
I used to think that there was this old man that lived at the end of my bed, and at night would come and eat my toes. So i always had to wear my slippers to bed so i could keep my toes safe.
I used to believe when I was about 7 that if, after climbing into bed at night and turning off all the lights, if I got up out of bed there was "something" under mine that would cut my feet of when the touched the floor. Anytime I got thirsty, I would lay there about 5 minutes comtemplating ways to outsmart the evil down below and pretend to snore then jump further than his arms could possibly be.
One of my favorite movies of all time has been The Little Mermaid. Well, when i was about 7, i believed that Ursula lived under my bed when it was dark and when it was light, she went into a hole underground. So i thought that her tentacles would grab me if i got out of bed too slow, resulting in my jumping off the bed, landing ten feet away and booking it to the door :)
my daddy told me when i was real little that there were aligaters under my bed and that they would bite my feet if i got up at night so i never did for a long time and when it was time to potty train me i got spanked because i always wet the bed :(
I thought the boggie man only came when you were bad.
When I was ill, I was always frightened of him. It is only now as a grown up, I realise it was my mums way of keepingme in bed. Very sad.
I always thought that there was a monkey man under mah bed so I always used to take another person along with me at night!!!Coz 2 can overpower 1?!
I used to think that monsters would grab me from under the bed if I had one leg visible, but they would be afraid if both my legs were standing there together.
i was convinced dwarfs came from under my bed at night to play with my toys without permission. that made me mad just thinking of it.
when my brother was little, my sister and i told him that if he didnt wear socks to bed that this man would come and eat off his toes. he believed us and wouldnt sleep without socks on...for...a good like 5 months
I used 2 think that Jack and Holloween Town(from the movie "nightmare before christmas") lived under my bed then have a party under there when i was asleep but that was when i was about 5-6 years old. Now i'm 13 but i still like 2 think that that might be true
Ahaha..
I use to believe from when i was a toddler, that every night whenever i'd sleep with either my parents or myself, that there'd be these weird skeleton things dancing around at the bottom of the bed in a ring around my bed.
I wasn't afraid of them or anything. I think I actually thought they'd either be protecting me or just..dancing for no reason.
I have no idea why i thought that until like..8 years ago or whatever.
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i'm 15.
when i was 5 my bed was just an ordanary bed. it wasnt the sligtest bit high. still, for some strange reason, i used 2 think it was higher than the highest cliff ever.
when i got out of bed in the morning i used to hang on to the edge as if i was about to die despite the fact my knees were almost touching the floor.
sometimes i did a dramatic reascue with me hanging off the edge and my teddies pulling me up just in time.
i woke up one morning to find one of my beloved teddies had fallen off my bed during the night. i was deeply sad and held a little funeral.
i was always a freaky child.
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I believed that the monsters under my bed just wanted company. I was afraid that they'd grab my legs and drag me under to live with them if they got bored or unhappy, so I would always make sure to leave extra blanket hanging over the bed for them, and I'd talk to them a few times a week to dissuade them from kidnapping me.
When I was little I believed that Hulk Hogan lived under my bed and would kill me if I got up. I don't have any idea why I was afraid of him.
When I was little I used to belive that there where monsters under my bed. And that if you had five fingers then they would eat you but, if you didnt then they whould leave you alone. lol
I had a bed that was built into the wall and you had to use a ladder to get up to it. There was a whole play area under the bed, and I used to believe that when I turned the lights off to go to sleep, alligators would crawl around under it, waiting to bite off my toes if I hung them over the edge. I'm 21 now, and still get that feeling when I hang my feet over the side of the bed!
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I had really long hair when I was young and I was terrified of it falling over the edge of the bed at night because the little mustard-coloured men who lived under my bed would climb up my hair and tie me down to the bed and stick pins in me. I had just read Gullivars Travels.
i used to think that there was a pumpkin man under my bed and he would eat my hair and people would make fun of me.
i used to believe that if you hid under your covers that monsters coudn't get you.... but you had to be absolutely sure that there was no way for him to get under the covers.. so i tucked my covers tightly around me... so tightly that sometimes i couldn't breathe, and i had to emerge for air... thinking back... it probably would have been safer to face the "monsters"
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