I used to believe that there was a person under my bed, waiting to kill me, so I always yelled "COME OUT BAD GUY!" Before I went to bed. I still do sometimes. =)
A childhood belief about under my bed
others believed things like this
- I always thought that a little person lived inside each mailbox waiting to take my letter to its destination.— Anne
- i used to believe that when a person moved away, they switched houses with the person that bought their house— alli
- I used to think that if a white person and a black person has a baby it would be mexican.— J
- I used to believe that anonymous was a person, and I thought, "Gee, this person writes a LOT of poems!"— Katie Albano
- I used to think that the toast would never pop out of the toaster if you watched it while you were waiting.Anon
- I used to believe that my head was filled with hair waiting to grow.— Poppy