Throughout my childhood I made up tons of theories just to scare myself. I don't know why I did, but I'm still scared of some of them.
For instance:
I have a theory that gnomes live under all beds just waiting for the chance of the sleeper to have a limb leave the comforts of the bed, as if an arm hang from the bed. The gnomes would leave their home just to come out and take the arm. I still never sleep with any parts of my body vulnerable.
For instance:
I have a theory that gnomes live under all beds just waiting for the chance of the sleeper to have a limb leave the comforts of the bed, as if an arm hang from the bed. The gnomes would leave their home just to come out and take the arm. I still never sleep with any parts of my body vulnerable.