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I used to believe that if I let any body part hang over my mattress at night, that huge blades would come through the ceiling and cut them off.
when i was little i used to think that if i didnt sleep with my socks and shoes on a monster would come in my room and eat my feet.
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I used to believe that there were 3 people that lived under my bed. On the outside edge, there were two scientists. There were constantly scheming on how to do experiments on me but they could only reach me if I were to just walk up to the edge of the bed and get in. Apparently they weren't "allowed" to get out from under the bed, only to reach out with their arms. They also could only "get" me if while I was in the bed, I allowed my hand or foot to dangle over the edge. So I of course would run and jump onto the bed from as far back as possible. Then there was the Carrot Man. He was a happy guy that lived in the center under my bed. He had a long white beard and just layed there surrounded by carrots and eating them all day and night. I have no idea where any of these characters came from in my bizarre imagination. I am however a science teacher today. Go figure.
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When I was six or seven, and I used to play on 'James Bond: Tomorrow Never Dies' on the Playstation 1, I would always go to bed, fearing that a terrorist with an assault rifle would pop up during the night and get me. I'm twelve now and have since got over this belief...thankfully.
if i was already in bed w/ the light turned off and i wanted to get out of bed for some reason i would jump away from the underneath part of my bed. i was scared that someone might have snuck in my house during that and that they would attack me.
i used to belive that there were evil things waiting for me every day before i used to go to bed. my mom told me that there are wicked mosters that will grab my legs and eat me alive. well that scared the crap out of me so everytime(till this day) before i go to bed, i jump into my bed and pray that nothin will ever come and get me =)
When I was 7-ish my older sister told me that if I didn't brush my teeth before bed that the springs in my bed would come up and stab me! I still get slighlty paranoid if i hear the springs in my be move.
I used to believe that if you left the cloet door open at night the devil would come out of it and get you. I also used to believe that if my feet were to close to the edge of the bed, the boogie man would pull me down and eat me alive.
I used to belive in little elves that lived under my bed and if my feet werenīt covered they would bite my toes off. I still cannot fall asleep with my feet uncovered and I canīt wear socks since another belive made me think that if I wore socks to sleep I would get nightmares.
I used to believe that there was an alligator under my bed and if your feet get close to the edge of the bed he will pull you in. This made me scared of the dark. Now I am ten and I am still scared of the dark.
Because my bed was next a wall longways i used to think that there were evil pirates that would slide up the wall and kill me.
I used to believe there was a ventriloquist's dummy under my bed and the head would come out on its stick and bounce around my bed leering and laughing. I was also unable to go to sleep if the wardrobe door or a drawer was even slightly open as I believed this would let ghosts in.
I used to believe that there were mummies underneath my bed. One night when I was really young I was up late one night and was watching one of my favorite shows. The show had mummies in it and they just scared the living daylights out of me. From that night on I would always jump into bed, I wouldn't even walk next to my bed in broad daylight. I still don't like mummies.
I as long as I can remember I used to believe that there were snakes at the foot of my bed so I would sleep with my feet covered by my nightgown, my body curled in a ball so my feet would be covered. Even when I woke up with my knees aching from being bent for hours I wouldnt put my feet down into the foot of my blankets, not even after patting down the blankets with my hands to make sure that there really were no snakes. I just could not go to sleep with my legs straight and my feet at the foot of my bed. Also had to keep my arms under the covers and my ears covered to keep away the monsters and the gorilla and NEVER dangled any body parts over the side of the bed and I would turn off the light and run and jump into bed as fast as I could so the alligators under the bed would not get me. Had lots of nightmares as a child, I was a childhood mess. After seeing Psycho as an adult I could not take a shower for at least a year and never since, when home alone. Dont watch scary movies or read scary books if I can help it.
After watching Little Monsters, that movie with Fred Savage, I was completely frightened of things that lived under the floor under my bed. I was so scared at night that I would run from the beginning of my bedroom door and jump half way across the floor to my bed. Once I would get in my bed I would cocoon myself in my blanket so that none of my body parts were able hang over the bed for the monsters to get!
I used to believe that evil horrible monsters with big gnashing teeth and yellow eyes lived under my bed. I used to dread going to sleep as I knew I had to turn out the light and successfully cross the room to my bed...I would peel back my covers run to the wall light switch turn it off then run quickly across the room taking a flying leap a metre from the bed whilst praying all the time they would not reach out and pull me under the bed. Once in the bed, the covers would be pulled over my head whilst saying the Our father and believing that with each line the long sinewy black arms that had wrapped themselves around me and the bed had somehow been controlled and pushed back under the bed...until next time!!
when i was around 4 i believed that a robot lived under my bed and as long as i kept the blankets over my head, it couldn't get me.
I used to believe there was monsters(dracula,....) onder my bed and they were going to eat my tows.
Ok this is when I was around 7 I believed that if I wasn't on my bed when I was in my room and it was dark someone would jump out and capture me. Like I had this lamp on a nightstand next to my bed and my light switch was by the door. Well every night I would walk into my room turn the light switch on and the lamp then turn the light switch back off jump into bed turn the lamp off then go to sleep. Except I wasn't afraid of the dark because I would spend hours in the attic which had no electricity at all on some nights.
One time I went to my friend's house to spend the night, and I showed her this sight of "true" ghost stories. One was that a girl, with a bunk bed, held a hand but it wasn't her sister's hand. Another was this girl claiming she saw long hair hanging outside the window. Well, that night, when we went to bed, we seriously laid awake for an hour or so scared that hair or a hand would come down from her top bunk. Finally we fell asleep. But to this day we still get scared about the hand and hair whether it's from the top bunk, a window, or just the plain darkness.
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