What monster lived under your bed when you were a kid?

[jsluder]

I have one brother, 5 years older than me. I didn't need monster under the bed, I had him to terrorize me.

Younger brothers are almost always deserving of some type of retribution. Noogies!

As the youngest of four, I quickly learned that having feet tough enough to run barefoot on sharp gravel was a good survival skill. I'd catch my big brother lifting weights while barefoot, punch him in a bicep as he was doing curls, then run out into the gravel driveway.

[HDSarah]

My monster was flesh and blood, or at least flesh and blood-letting: a small white Persian/Angora mix cat. She was fluffy and silky-soft, and had that angelic round Persian face. And she was psychotic. She regularly hid under my bed and would dash out when I came near and sink her teeth into my ankles, drawing blood and causing me to scream, peel her off my foot, and fling her across the room. (Yes, with more maturity, I now realize that I probably didn't help the problem any.) For years my standard method of getting into bed was to take a running leap at the bed from halfway across the room so that I'd avoid entering her attack range. Then I had to wrap the covers tightly around myself so she wouldn't squeeze in underneath with me, because she'd sleep on my legs and bite me if I rolled over.

So, you got two stories in one: the monster under my bed, AND why I'm a DOG person!

[dubhlinn]

My own private Monster was a place called Smileys...

A place where children go, and their mothers squeeze sweets (candy) through the railings (big wire fence)....

A home for those who spoke about what they had seen and heard.

Coming from an active and ..well..involved family it scared the sh*t out of me...

It was a scary lesson ..Three wise Monkeys.

All these years later ...for some strange reason...

I still believe in saying nothing..not one word...

It was not the Monster I feared...

It was the way of things...in those wonderful days.


Slan,
D.

[The Weekenders]

It was in my closet, like in Monsters, Inc.
It was the indefinite nature of it that made it scary. I still don't know what it really looked like.

I had the same one, but it was under the bed, probly.

Why did I think that the sheets, pulled over me head, would protect me???

What really made it hard to sleep was my darn sisters reading Bluebeard or my parents, letting me see Twilight Zone. They never should have allowed that!!! But I survived....I still think there's a Bigfoot out on the airplane wing as well as a little girl stuck in the 4th dimension wall...believe it or not, that one creeped me out the most, even more than "room for one more, honey."

[izzarina]

Why did I think that the sheets, pulled over me head, would protect me???

I used to close my eyes really tight....even when I was old enough to know it wouldn't work. Actually, I still use that one from time to time....

[mukade]

My monster was from the days before PC.
Actually it wasn't a monster - I had Indians living in the ceiling corners.
I had to shoot them every night after lights out before I could go to sleep.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ySgOds3bzcc

Mukade

[pipersgrip]

This guy was under my bed.

[missy]

Mine "lived" outside my window in the air conditioner compressor.

That's cuz my dad made the mistake of telling me he pulled it from a funeral home before he installed it for our house.

It also kept the neighborhood kids out of our yard after dark for many years.

[dubhlinn]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ySgOds3bzcc

Mukade

Nice...

Slan,
D.

[cowtime]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ySgOds3bzcc

Mukade

Nice...

Slan,
D.

best character in the whole thing
nick, nick nick..

[peeplj]

I grew up the youngest in a big family, in a very small house.

Beneath the bed, there was no room for monsters, unless they were really really thin ones. That was storage space.

--James

[cowtime]

No monster under the bed, although for some reason I still don't sleep with my hands hanging over the edge, and my ears must be covered by the sheet

The only "monster" I had to deal with was my brother. He would sleepwalk, dream horrific stuff and I'd wake to him beating on the walls of his room,next to mine, screaming and carrying on.
I'll admit though, it was kinda fun to mess with him when he was sleepwalking, you know, turn him through the wrong door, etc.

[izzarina]

No monster under the bed, although for some reason I still don't sleep with my hands hanging over the edge, and my ears must be covered by the sheet

I'm still like that too!! When I was young, I had this horrible fear of vampires. Who knows why...it's not like they were en vogue back then or anything. So I would sleep with the blankets covering my neck, just in case one happened to find it's next meal at my house. I'm sure it would have helped having the blankets there, too But even now, I have to have the blankets up over my neck, and even over my ears.

[peeplj]

But even now, I have to have the blankets up over my neck, and even over my ears.

Yes, I hate ear vampires.

--James

[izzarina]

But even now, I have to have the blankets up over my neck, and even over my ears.

Yes, I hate ear vampires.

--James

I know!!!! They're the worst!!!!!