under my bed

I had red carpet in my bedroom, and i thought that when the lights turned off it turned into lava-so i would put down books leading to my bed and hop on them like stones so my feet wouldnt touch the lava (carpet). Everyone knows books arent affected by lava....

Sarah

I used to believe not only that a scary monster/dude lived under my bed, but that one lived behind my headboard too. I had to run/jump to get into bed and then it was a race against time to get my entire body covered up, including my head and get the covers/blankets all tucked under me---under toes, legs, arms, and head. It didn't matter that I was roasting in those blankets...I was "safe."

Anon

When I was 5 or 6 I used to think bees lived in the corners of my bedroom and would sting me when my lights went out. I would scan each corner over and over before finally falling asleep with the light still on.

Rebecca

I used to believe there was a monster under my bed that would eat me in my sleep,

Logan

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

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 didnt tuck in my feet at night that someting was going to eat them.

Amanda

as a kid whenever i went into my parents giant bed, i used to think that at the foot of the bed, there was an alligator. and if you put your feet far enough under the covers, the alligator would bite off your feet. so now i sleep with my legs curled up.

peter rawk

I used to believe that all the scary things lived under my parents bed.
Whenever I went into their room I got scared so I ran out of the room.

Marissa DuBois

i was convinced this was real untill i finally admitted to myself that i HAD to be dreaming:
when i was really young, like 3 or 4, i was lying in bed and all of a sudden my room filled up with water to my bed. a little ship sailed over and "docked" on my bed. these little tiny pilgrims got out and started talking in really deep, scary voices. thats all i remember.

man, i was so weird

Kate

ive seen this here before but ,when i was little i believed that when i was in bed ,if i didnt cover myself up completely-exept my head, then a moster/killer/burgular would get me and hurt me or shoot me in my head.i still sleep with my feet pointing to the inside of the bed

Gyspy

i used to believe (and still do) that if you dont stay under the covers in the dark "the night things" can get you, not a single part of you can be out of the covers. i wouldnt (and wont) go anywhere dark or in shadows when its dark at night. i hear the night things and i see them. if you've ever seen Fear of the Dark then you know what im talking about but im really scared of it.

Kimi

I used to believe that in the middle of the night a purple blob will crawl up your bed and go into your nose and clog your airpipes.

baylen

When I was little, we got Zombies Ate My Neighbors for our awesome high-tech Sega Genesis. That game scared the crap out of me. But I played it anyway. Every time I played it I had nightmares. I believed that those zombies from the game really lived underneath my bed, and if I touched the floor when the light was off, they would reach out and grab me, but they couldn't touch me if the light was on. Of course, my bed was across the room from my lightswitch. I had to flip the switch, sprint and leap across the room before the zombies noticed the light was off. It took me eight or nine years to realize they didn't exist... but to this day that game creeps me out.

Anon

i believed people were living under my bed till i was 13

Anon

i used to believe (and unfortunately..still do) that if i didnt get to my bed fast enough or if i didnt have a flash light when i turned off the lights in my room, a bunch of snaked would come out and bite me.

Katelyn

i was strongly believe for many many years that in the wall,behind my bed,there was a mystic cave!the door would open if you do something specific and the cave was ending in Acropolis..(the monument in Greece)!

for some reason,i never tried to open this door...i never questioned about how to open it!!!but i am sure this cave exists...

lena

I use to belive that once i turned the light out at night i had to run over to my bed and jump up without touching the bed rails or Mr. Moogles(that was my bear that my dog tore the head off of one day when i was at school) would come out and get me and i would never be found again because he was put under a curse by the evil boogeyman. i still get in the run to get in the bed now and im 17

Anon

when i was a kid (5-9 or so) i thought that there was a monster that wanted to eat me. it could be under my bed or in my closet or even come in the window if it was open but it could only come out in the dark or when nobody else was there. it was important not to let any part of my body jut out over the edge of the bed or the monster could pull me out. similarly I would always take a flying leap onto the bed so it couldnt grab my ankles and pull me under. When it was dark, keeping the covers pulled up over my head meant the monster couldnt touch me although it might be right there. If i didnt see it, it couldnt eat me. I didnt know what it was or how it looked because i thought if i ever saw it, I would go mad. It was big though. at five or six I would sleep facing the wall and put my teddybear back to back behind me to protect me. later on, i dispensed with the teddybear, but when i felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up i would still sleep with the covers all the way over my head, even though i knew there was no such thing as monsters.

Anon

I used to pile every stuffed toy I could fit, under my covers when I was little. If I couldn't fit them under the covers, then I would find blankets or even kleenex if thats all i had, and cover them so they were safe from whatever monsters there were. I had this HUGE mound of them at the foot of my bed so that I could not hardly fit in the bed myself.

Krista