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!)
A childhood belief about disasters
others believed things like this
- I thought I would fall through the cracks in my grandmother's deck.— Hannah
- I used to believe that some puddles had bottoms and if you jumped in others you'd fall forever and ever.— abi
- My sister told me that Fraggles lived in our basement. I used to sit down there forever so I could see them. — Suzie
- I used to believe that when there was an earthquake, rocks would fall from the sky.— Nai
- I used to believe that if you stepped on the cracks of the pavement, a bear would jump up and eat you.— Nina
- that the bears which live in the cracks between paving stones are Russian— jonah fonder