under my bed
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i used to think that when u went to bed the boogie man eat your feet
I used to believe that if i left my feet hanging over my bed as as i slept a monster would come and pull my toenails off, because thats what my dad used to tell me when he saw my feet from under the covers.
when i was young.after waching a movie with the devil getting some one when ever i got out of bed he would grabb my feet
When I was younger I used to believe thet little people would come out from under my bed at night and get me so i would put my blanket over my head, and hold it down.
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
When i was younger i believed that Chuck from childs play would com into my room and try to kill me so i would hide under my covers thinkinghe wouldn't see me if i was perfectly still.
After seeing Mars Attacks, I picture there creepy little faces popping out, so I slept with a golf club under my sheets.
When I was about six i used to believe,there is a coffin under my bed and in that coffin is a zombie what eat me when i wake up i night and dont fall to sleep to five minutes.I dont remember why I think it,but I have realy big fear when I go sleep.
At age 3, after seeing the adams family of course, annually every night i had my ritual dream (or at least i think it was, but anything goes at 3) of where i light on looking over the edge of my bed while snuggled up to a teddy bear, sometimes 4 or 5 of them. I looked down at the carpet, which was swarmed by 15 or so "Things" (aka hands). One particular night, my final night of having the terrifying dream, I got a little to close to the edge of the bed, and my biggest mistake of all, Teddy wasn't snuggled up against me to fight them off in case of emergency. Suddenly i fell off of my bed and onto the floor covered with "Things". In a pure state of shock, I began screaming, screaming, and screaming. Still dreaming, I saw the hands turn and rush towards me. I rolled the only place I could, away from them, which also happened to be under the bed, infested with several more hands. Still, things managed to do the impossible! Get even worse. I could no longer see my Thomas the Train Night Light!!! I screamed, cryed, and screamed some more. Within seconds my dad was in the room to help me out from under the bed.
I used to believe there were trolls living under my brother's bed.
i go to my grand parents every summer and 1 summer i was hanging my hand off the bed and my grandma said that her granma said to her that if you hang your hand off the bed a witch under there will grab you hand and put in a hot pot thing.
So now i never hang my hand over the bed any more.
i used to beleive that there was a man under my bed so when i got into bed i jumped on it thinking that he would grab my foot if i didn't.
When I was about 4 I used to believe that there were a wolf and the devil under my bed,ready to take my legs, so I jumped from a long distance in order not to be taken by them.. I know that this could sound strange, but still today I "jump" down of my bed if I wake up in the middle of the night...
I used to think there were people trapped under my bed and they would reach out and grab my ankles and pull me under my bed, if I got to close, and they would try to eat me.
I used to believe that if I fell asleep with the fan on and the door closed that I would die. However, it was perfectly safe to do one with the other.
i used to think that if my light wasnt on,there were monsters and murderers in my room waiting to kill me.
i used to believe the boogey man lived under my bed....lol
I used to think that if I was all tucked up in the covers, no one could hurt me. Like, if someone tried to stab me, it wouldn't reach me because of the covers. And I used ot think I was protected from ghosts. I always had the covers al the way to my neck, even in the sweltering heat!
Funnily enough, now I can't sleep with the cover off
i believe in the boogie man and jason x and freddy krugar and all that scary stuff i get scared when ever i hear a noise @ 12 o clock at night under my bed and my door always opens
When i was younger i used to believe that there were snakes under my bed(i didn't grow up in NZ so every night my Dad would carry me to my bed so the snakes wouldn't bite me
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