under my bed

I used to believe that if I laid on my back in my bed that the monster hiding underneath it couldn't grab me if I was watching. So I never slept on my side.

Reece

When I was about seven, I believed that a ghost would come and steal me in the night. I spent a couples of years only being able to sleep if I was gripping the edge of the mattress.

demonrachel

When I was five I was terrified that there was a big letter Z under by bed. I had a dream that I looked under my bed, and there was a big, plushy-looking letter Z there, and when I saw it it went, "Zzzzzzzz". Thereafter for a time I was afraid to look under my bed, in case the Z was there and it buzzed at me again.

Catherine

I used to think that a clown lived under my bed and tried to eat me while i was asleep

Anon

When I was 6 or 7 I thougt that sharks and alligators lived under my bed. I was so convinced that if I lifted my bedskirt I would be drowned and eaten alive by these creatures. One day my mom was cleaning and I saw her lifting the bedskirt. I closed my eyes and started screaming, in preperation for the meal I was about to become.

Jinney Livenworth

when i was little i thought there were snakes circling around my bed at night and they would eat me if i got out of bed. i also thought that they would eat my feet if they were hanging off of the bed.

Erica

When I was little I used to believe that crocodiles lived underneath my bed. I used to have re-occuring dreams of being pulled out of my bed and not being able to get up off the floor and so just lay waiting for the crocodiles to get me! I always used to jump onto my bed from about a metre away just in case!

Natasha

After only seeing Jaws for a brief moment, I was convinced that my bed was an island with the ocean surrounding, and that Jaws was under my bed and would grab me if I put my feet near the edge

Sey

I used to believe there were snakes under my bed. That is why I couldn't let my arms hang down by the side, because snakes would bite me. I also thought there were witches flying around the ceiling, so I had to pull the covers up over my head, sleeping on the side, so I could have my face exposed to breathe.

Barbara

I used to believe there were black panthers that lived under my bed. Since it was dark under my bed, they must have been black, the better to blend in. I thought they would swipe at my feet with their claws as I got into bed. When I would return from the potty in the middle of the night I would run all the way down the hall and leap into bed so they couldn't get me.

Liza P.

when i was little like 3 or 4, i unlike other kids, was scared to turn my back to the rest of the room for fear that these things, i dotn know what they looked like, but i imagined little signs that dignifed their purpose, toe eater, finger eater, arm eater, leg eater, nose eater and so forth for every body part....and if i turned away from the wall they would pop their little signs up and then eat my body part they were made to....i once was convinced i saw the "hair eater" and said to my beloved stuffed animal 'oliver' SICK EM! and i plopped him right in the middle of my bed hoping hed protect me....

Anon

My sister and I used to believe that a wolf and our dog lived under our beds. We thought then when we went to sleep, they would come out to duel, the wolf trying to eat us, and our dog defending us. We would sometimes cry ourselves to sleep out of worry for our dog.

Tiney

When I was little (5....maybe 6.....) I used to believe that, within darkness under my bed, an evil old woman lived. Every night I had to avoid facing the edge of the bed or she would appear and (of all things) eat my face. I believed firmly that her motive for doing this was that she was jealous because I was younger and prettier than her and wanted to hurt me because of it. To protect myself from her, my favourite stuffed dog always 'slept' infront of me, not because he had any special protective powers, but so that, should the woman appear, she wouldn't see me.
I remember her face vividly in my over active imagination. She has a deathly pale, wrinkled, slightly swollen face and blind eyes. Her white hair is matted and dusty and she has row upon row of razor sharp teeth.
Weirdly I recently discussed this with my twin sister and, despite the fact that we never discussed the woman, we both believed that she existed. Rather scarily, we both imagined her in the same way and doing the same thing.....sometimes I wonder if there is/was a woman under my bed.......

Paranoid British Kid.

I used to believe that under my bed was a cave that only monsters could access and as long as I didn't open my eyes or hang over the bed, they would leave me alone. I also thought that there were snakes at the end of my bed (but only at night) and I would go to sleep with my legs tucked up in a fetal position.

Carolyn

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

Dinosaurs walked around at night... just outside my bedroom window. One night I woke up and saw a dinosaur's eye, that filled up the whole window, looking at me. I saw the movies... and it was thinking I might be pretty tasty for a snack. It was looking for it's babies that lived under my bed. To this day, I sleep with the window curtains pulled shut. I never found their tracks in the morning. No one believed me.

yonnie strobalinski

I used to believe that at night the devil came along to steal my soul. I could only escape by wrapping the blanket right up to my neck and tucking it around my body really tightly. How the blanket managed to fend of the powers of a truly evil demon I don't know. But though I don't believe this now I still have to keep my blanket tighly around my neck even in the middle of summer much to the annoyance of my husband.

Catherine

As a child I was convinced that there were red indians living under my bed. I really don't know where the idea came from - too many cowboy films perhaps! I could not stand near the bed in case they grabbed me so I had to take a running jump on to my bed and getting out of bed was almost impossible.

Christine

I used to believe that there were goblins under my bed. I told my best mate and now every night befor she goes to bed she checks her bed and looks in the wardrobe no matter what!

rachel hastings

My sister believed that if her feet stuck out from under the duvet an earwig would grasp onto a toe and the fire brigade would have to be called to remove it.

Max