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When I read the Wizard of Oz, Dorothy's house was in where the North and South winds meet, making her safe. I asked my Mom if our house was where the North and South winds meet.
Just plain gullible
When I was less than six months old, there was a very powerful tornado that passed within a mile of my house. my mom told me that she had to hide with me under the dining room table. Since then i've had a very bad almost phobic fear of tornadoes. Until i got my facts straight i thought they could just pop up and kill me if i went outside in the dark. i also thought one lived in my bedroom corner and another under my bed. seeing the movie twister when i was 7 did not help and to this day i freak out completely when a bad storm comes.
scaredy cat spaz
I used to believe that when someone said a tornado hit somewhere, I thought it meant that there were huge tomatoes that hit the city.
When i heard the word "tornado" i thought that people were saying "tomatoe" and when i saw houses flattened by "tomatoes" i thought that big pieces of tomatoes dropped down on peoples houses.
Abbey
When I was about three or four, we had a summer of very severe thunderstorms, with hail, several tornados and other things. My mother would send us all down to the basement if a cloud so much as looked like a funnel, and I got the idea that this was because a tornado would knock on your front door, and if you answered it, then it would blow your house away.
Obviously we were hiding in the basement so that the tornado wouldn't think we were home.
Icefire
I used to believe that tornados were the giant killer tomatoes from the movie "Attack of the Killer Tomatoes" and whenever we had a tornado warning I would run through the house screaming "The tomatoes are commin', the tomatoes are commin'"
Tammy
I used to think that the world was a person, and that earthquakes were caused by the world farting. It only seemed natural then, for me to asume that volcano's were the world being sick.
Confused
It only happened one time, but when I was 5 years old, there was an earthquake in California in the morning(it was in 1987). I remember waking up and being really scared not knowing what was happening, cause that was the first earthquake I had experienced and I thought that King Kong was on the loose and shaking the apartment building me and my mom were living in.
Monica
When I was little, I was always happy to have the top bunk so that in case a volcano erupted nearby, then I would be safe from flowing lava.
I grew up near Chicago.
Frannie
I used to believe that every time there was an earthquake, the ground would split open and form huge cracks. And, if a person was unlucky enough to fall into one of these "cracks" he or she would fall forever and ever...never hitting bottom. Although I remember being fascinated with the notion of "forever" I lived in constant fear of earthquakes (and we lived in Kansas!)
kelly from kansas
When I was very young I had an irrational fear that the world was about to run out of air. Selflessly I'd hold my breathe as oftern and as long as I could so that there'd be enough for everybody.
toon
At school they taught us about earthquakes in Geography. I then imagined people falling in to these holes opening up in the ground and then the ground closing again on top of them. I constantly worried about this happening and was nervous every time a lorry or train rumbled by, thinking this is it. Unfortunately they forgot to tell us that this was extremely unlikely in the North West of England.
Jean
I grew up in the San Francisco Bay Area and my little sister and I were children when the big earthquake occured. A part of our school curriculum always involved natural disasters in the area so we both grew up learning about fault lines and plates. Several years after the earthquake my family was on holiday and we were driving through the small town of San Andreas, California. My sister saw the "Welcome to San Andreas" sign and promptly asked, "So is this where they keep and make all the earthquakes?" in reference to the San Andreas fault that we had learned so much about.
Liz
When I first saw film footage of an earthquake, I believed that the earth split apart right around the world and people and cars fell in to the centre of the earth before it closed again.
I used to imagine falling into the crack and not being able to climb back out before it closed on me.
Simon
During the big hailstorm of '97 I was at my friends place and the roof started leaking, and everyone was rushing around with pots and pans to collect the water, and i thought they had no water to cook with so they were taking the opportunity to collect some!
Magz
I live in Las Vegas, where the only natural 'disaster' that happens is ocassional flooding. About two years ago (I was 15) after-shock tremors of an earthquake in California shook our home, and I woke up and my bed was moving. I was absolutely convinced it was Gremlins trying to carry my bed away. I called absolutely terrified to my dad who was in the hallway, and he opened the door and I jumped from the end of my bed into the hallway.
About a month later a house on our block blew up (literally) I never even woke up. And apparently it was a whole lot worse than the aftershock that scared me half to death.
Pandy
Earthquakes were when a huge cavernous crack opened in the earth. It swallowed everyone and everything near it, and then closed up again.
Cyn
To me, an 'earthquake' was a giant round stone, like a millstone or the big round stone in front of a Biblical grave. The 'earthquake' rolled on things and destroyed them.
joy
I used to think the Earth was going to explode eventually. I was certain because if I put my ear to the floor, I heard a deep low rumbling. It was a serious sound to my inexperienced ears.
a former child
My dad told me that we were going to have a huge earthquake soon and California was going to break off and fall in the water. I was traumatized thinking that we were all going to die soon until my mom found me crying and set me straight.
Kimberly
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