When I was a kid I had my little sister believing that their was a fairy that lived in my closet, her name was Sabrina and she flew to the grocery store on a paper airplane. The door to her house was behind the clothes but you could only see it sometimes. (Of course when my sister was looking for it was one of the times that it was not visible.) I carried on this story with her for so many years that I actually started believing it myself! More than once I found myself looking at the back of the closet wall for that door...
A childhood belief about in my closet
others believed things like this
- i used 2 believe when i left my closet door open at
night a skelleton would pop out and wave at me— bex - That captain hook lived in my closet on the very top shelf.Anon
- I seriously used to believe that Bert from Sesame Street lived in my closet and that he was going to kill me.— Liz
- My sibs and I thought that the screen door was called the "scream door" so Mom could yell at us through it. — Kyle
- I thought brown paper grocery bags would fit more than plastic grocery bags.Anon
- My friend's sister used to think the auto pilot on a plane was an inflatable man like the one in Airplane!— Richard Davies