Up until I was at least 11, I used to believe that a family of gnomes, who's physical appearance was much like the common garden gnome, lived under my bed and would steal my "nerves" (the only thing that I can compare them to is brain cells, which makes no sense) if any appendage hung over the edge of the bed. Not until a fateful science class, did I truly learn what nerves were.
Still to this day, I cannot let myself hang off the bed.
A childhood belief about under my bed
others believed things like this
- My brother used to tell me if I picked my nose I would become more stupid because bogey were brain cellsAnon
- I used to think the Senior Center was where all the high school seniors got to hang out and cut class— Jordan
- I thought the lines in the sky left behind by airplanes were "sky scrapers". Makes sense.Anon
- It was common "knowledge" where I lived that if you picked dandelions then you would wet the bed.— Holly
- I thought a major general is more powerful than just a general (which still kind of makes sense to me)— Demond
- I used to believe that elfs lived in the hedge at the bottom of my garden!!
— The milky bargirl