when i was 4 my father told me that automatic doors didn't open without first chanting 'open please, magic doors' a beleif which i embarassingly held until i was at least 10!
A childhood belief about in the street
others believed things like this
- i used to believe that my father always told us to close the doors to keep the giraffes out ... terrifying— lee
- I used to believe that the dust on top of doors was poisonous.— draconid
- I used to believe that the dust at the top of doors was highly poisonous and could kill you.Anon
- i used to believe that pools had underwater doors that sharks were going to swim out of.— marky
- I believed that fairies lived in lamp posts - their front doors were the little holes where the key fits.— Janice
- My grandpa told me that edible part of the watermelon was blue until you cut them open. Anon