under my bed

i used to (still do) believe that unless ,wn in bed,i coverd mself up completely that monsters would be in my room ( normally the aliens from 'signs') and they would attack woteva part of me they could see. I scare myself stupid now trying to sleep and have to be completely covered up. It gets reall hot with your head under that duvet you know

emma

I think that little people would come and get my toes at night because I dont have my blanket tucked in my bed.... So I now put tuck my feet under my blanket

JoJo

When I was about 6 years old, I got the idea that something resided under my bed. I never knew exactly what I thought it was, some kinda monster/ghost/zombie thing . . .
Anyway, I used to sleep with my hands under the pillow and I got it in my head that by doing so, I was exposing my hands to whatever it was under my bed. I trained myself to sleep with my hands by my side.

Scab

When i was about 6 / 7 my dad told me that there was a bloody hand living under my bed, so every time i was going to sleep, i would do a long jump onto my bed so that it couldn't catch me!

Not-so-scared-anymore

I used to believe that under my bed there use to live small people and when I slept they used to take my stuff on my bed like (stuffed animals ect.)and play with them and when i woke up in the morning my stuff used to lie on the floor, and that used to frighten me alot, till today my feet are never open and my blankets never lie of the bed ever.

koos 2103

When I was 6 I believed I had demons under my bed so in order to not be afraid of them I appointed myself their Queen. I used to keep them in check by randomly ordering the beheading of one of them. I figured if one got killed for nothing at all the rest would be sure to stay in line. I usually ordered them around when I was on the toilet (My throne). There was one rebel, Jules, who I was afraid of because he used to look me in the eye. I was afraid he was starting a revolution so I had others spy on him. I didn't want to kill him, though, because he was far too fascinating.

Roark

Being Irish I was never sure if Saint Patrick had really and truly got rid of all the snakes as he was supposed to have done. So every night before I got into bed I had to check under the bed just in case there was one he'd overlooked!

Peggin O Slither

As a child I was afraid to lie near the crack between my bed and the wall, because I believed that at night blind aligators climbed up and down the wall, but that they couldn't hurt you unless they felt you (since they were blind, I guess).

Pink

I had nothing to fear of under my bed. I slept in a bunk bed. But my parents bed was scary. They never moved it, not once in the twelve and a half years I lived with both of them... anyway.. I never stood too close. And if i had to I always stood on the bed and jumped into the hall to exit the room. I did that until the day I moved out when I was twelve..

stupid child......

I used to believe that if I slept under my bed, the bad faeries couldn't get me, but if I slept on my bed they'd carry me away. I used to be so scared to even sit on my bed because of the bad faeries.


I also used to believe that if I threw something I didn't want onto my bed, the bad faeries would dispose of it for me.

Cynthia from America

i used to believe that under my bed was a snake...that was a stupid thing,but i was afraid also worms!Brissa,Romania

Brissa

All thru my childhood I believed that there was a hippopotamus under my bed. I couldn't dangle my legs over the edge of the bed, because she would grab them and haul me under. By the time I was about 7, I imagined she had a baby boy, and if I listened real careful in the early morning, I could hear her explaining to the little one how to grab the legs of children and drag them under the bed (to eat, presumably. :^)

The mother hippo has long since gone but the son grew up as I did. I'm nearly 30, and I still keep a wall/row of boxes on my side of the bed so he can't see if I'm dangling my legs over the edge. I hope he never has children :^)

Max Doubt

Did anyone see the movie "Trilogy of Terror", with the little African doll that had an evil spirit inside it & he chased the lady around the house with a huge knife? I can't think of anything that terrorized my childhood more than that movie. I was CONVINCED that he was under my bed and would stab me in the toes if I stood by the bed, so for years I stood at the bedroom door & took a running leap to the bed. Then had to stand up and reach W A Y out to catch the string to turn the light out.

Shiloh

You know how, before the advent of the duvet, the bedsheet could form a sort of 'bag' at the foot of the bed? Especially true when you're a kid and your bed's small but your sheets are grown-up sized. Anyway. I used to think that these 'bags' were occupied by lobsters. Lobsters with a taste for toes...

Anon

When I was in bed and it was dark I used to be terrified whenever a spot of moonlight leaked through the curtains and shone onto the wall - I thought it was an evil eye in the wall staring at me all night

troubled child

ever since i was a little girl and my parents made me watch this stupid show called are you afraid of the dark, the episode with Zebo the clown, i've been terrified of clowns. I was terrified to leave my feet uncovered even if it meant that i'd sweat to death, it was better than having that damn clown grab me from under the bed. also, i was afraid of just looking down there and seeing him smile.. infact, that was my worst nightmare. still is

Kayla

once, when my big sister was being particualy mean to me one night, i crawled under her bed and layed on my back for an hour..

she believed in monsters under her bed, and when she got in i made monster noises and kicked the matress with my feet and she ran out screaming..

Mum scolded me.. but it was worth it :P

Doblica W.

When I was a child I used to believe that there were very dangerous cats hiding under my bed every night. So I was afraid every time I went to bed and I had to check under it just to be sure there were'nt any. And I didn't dare to have a foot or a leg outside the bed because then the cats would have bitten me...

Lisa

When I was little I used to think there were monsters under my bed. I stopped believing it quickly though but once night when I was 8 I watched Nightmare On Elm Street with my brothers and they said that Freddie was going to come from underneathe my bed and kill me. I told then that he was make believe and stormed off. Later that night I guess one of them snuck underneath my bed. He started to grunt, and then shake the bed a little bit, and then really rocked the bed and then he pulled the blankets and me underneathe the bed....I peed all over the place. I had to sleep in the bed with my parents for 3 monthes. I get scared just thinking about that night.

Kitty

When i was a lot younger i thought that there were creatures under my bed that would get me if i stray from my bed during the night, so i always laid dead center of the bed never to venture out to the open spaces of my room.

Chris Beningo