under my bed

I used to believe there was a crocodile under my crib, waiting to eat me. I can still remember standing up in my crib, crying for my dad to come save me from the crocodile. This must have been one of my earliest memories, as I can't have been more than one and a half or two years old.

Laura

I used to think there was a monster people-eating pig under my bed. At night, I had to cover up all the way to my chin with the blankets and never let anything stick out or he would bite it off.

WickidWitchiee

When I was little I had a nightmare about crocodiles being on the floor of my bedroom. After that, every time I woke up from a nightmare I would be convinced that the crocodiles would be back as well (it didn't matter what the dream had been about) and I would sit in my bed being very scared to reach out and turn on the light, because I thought a crocodile would bite my arm off if I moved it off the bed. However, I knew that if I managed to turn the light on, this would make the crocodiles go away again.

I think this might have had something to do with having just moved house, with a green carpet in my new bedroom.

Anna

i used to believe there was this man underneath my bed with this sword just waiting to get out from underneath at night and cut my head off in my sleep. so always i would put this doll with her head on the pillow and go sleep at the end of the bed myself. but i would get so warm and so tired fighting my sleep at the end i would get my own head on the pillow instead of the doll thinking let him cut of my head....i am too tired .i rather be dead then just feeling like this.i was always amazed waking up in the morning my head still being on.

daniela

When I was about 5, I was convinced that a household of lived under my bed- a vampire, a werewolf, a wizard, a mummy, ect. I thought I had to lay completely motionless, because the vampire's fangs would grow and curve around the bed and through my stomach, and if I moved he'd feel me and I'd die.

Ayla

When my parents told me "Sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite", i use to believe if I kicked my feet really really hard in bed, they would all crawl/fall down to the end of the bed, and since the end of the bed was so cold, they would freeze, so i would be safe.

Jennie

i used to believe that if i slept with my arms out from under my covers a monster would come and bite them. and i used to believe that there was a witch under my bed so i made my mom call the cops to come take it away.

Justin

When I was 4 or 5, we had a cat. This cat would eat anything on the planet, so long as it crossed her path. My parents used to call her the Walking, Talking Vaccuum cleaner, and I was CONVINCED that the vaccuum cleaner was going to get me in my sleep. (I made no connection whatsoever to the cat) I would lie in bed, waiting for this vaccuum cleaner to come and eat me. I'd scoot as close as I possibly could to the wall and fall asleep there, hoping the vaccuum wouldn't come and suck me up!

Orca

I used to believe that spiders would crawl into my ears if I didn't cover them at night. This fear (which lasted a couple of years) occured after I saw "Star Trek: Wrath of Kahn" which has a scene in it where crawlie things enter their ears.

Mariah

I belived that when I was not in my bedroom,...5 evil wart-hogs would gather in a circle to play poker at the foot of my bed. If I ever interupted their game,..they would eat me. When my mother would punish me to go to my room,...I would scream and plead. If that didnt work i would"hide" myself in my doorway until i was reasonably sure that they were done playing,..then enter my room

julie

When I was very young I thought there was a skeleton lying under my bed and if I put my hand over the side, it would grab me. So I used to force myself to put my hand out, to prove to myself that I was being stupid.

Later this was mostly replaced by the fear that a black monk-like figure with a glowing green skull face would look back at me if I looked out of an uncurtained window at night.

It's sad to admit, but if I'm alone in the house, even now, these irrational fears come back to plague me - I still can't stand to have the curtains open at night, as my own reflection in the windows looks so creepy..!

Anon

When I was about 4 or 5 yrs old, I had crawled into my parents bed ( I was scared of the dark). Well, I KNOW I was awake, because I was fixing my pillow to block my dad's snoring. When I looked over my mom's shoulder I saw suspended in mid air, a pair of white gloves, a top hat, a can swinging, as if someone was standing there, with no body!!!!! an invisible man!! I hid under the sheets until morning. I'm still afraid to fall asleep in the dark!

Michelle

A train used to whistle off in the distance in the middle of the night. I used to believe the train would eventually come right through my bedroom, so I'd hide under the covers until I couldn't hear it anymore. I obviously didn't understand what train tracks were.

Megan Schulte

When I was young, I woke up in the middle of the night with an itching in my ear. I reached to touch it and out sprang what, to me, was the BIGGEST spider I had ever seen, which scurried across the bedclothes. For at least 10 years afterwards I always covered my ear with the sheets.
I still worry about it

harrypsauce

I believed that I could stop the monsters under the bed from coming to get me if I stuffed my blankets between my bed and the wall making a tight seal...

and every night I would run around my room grabbing all the stuffed animals and piling them up on top of me :D

Tom

i used to believe that their was an old lady tortoise who lived under my bed. and though she was really nice, and told me not to be scared of her, i could never let my arm hang over the edge of the bed. she would give me advice, and was very much like a grandmother figure to me. (i do have a gradmother, and we have a very good relationship, so i don't know why i also had a tortoise... maybe cuz i didn't see my grandma all that often...)

then one day when i was about 7 or 8, i finally got the courage to let my arm hang. (i had always wanted to touch the tortoise's shell and skin and see if it felt the same as my real live pet turtle, who i'd had since i was 4... and i still have now - i'm 18) but i fell asleep before she reached me (cuz tortoises are slow) and she never came back again

jessimocha

I used to have these pajamas that had a big lion on them... I was afraid to wear the pajamas because the lion would come alive and eat me in the night.

Chris

I was about 5, when I used to wake up every night afraid of the scary monster under my bed. After laying stiff under the covers for a while, I would quickly jump as far away from the bed as I could and run to sleep in my parents' bed. What was the scary monster? A group of sea-lions!

Troll

I thought a monster would "Come up my bed" (not lurk underneith) and I would be unprepared if I slept with my back to it. For years I could only sleep on one side, as I was sure that the monster wouldn't fit between the bed and the wall, so I could sleep with my back to that side.

Carrie

I thought there was a whole house of tiny aliens under my bed, and since they didn't have enough beds, they had to take turns sleeping outside (on the floor by my bed) and that I had to share my blanket with it (the part hanging over the bed.)

Carrie