When I was young I shared a bedroom with my brother; his bed was on one side of the room and mine on the other. I used to beleive that there was a wolf (like in the three little pigs)under my bed and a wolf under his bed. The wolves each had a walkie-talkie and would radio to each other and report to each other what my brother and I were doing. What a wild imagination I had, but then again, didn't we all?
A childhood belief about under my bed
others believed things like this
- I used to believe that a 'wolverine' was the girl version of a wolf. — Jelly
- I used to believe in the night my dog transformed in a wolf and ate the animals of my neighbourhood.— Tessy French students in eighth grade
- When I was little, I always believed I was safe from the big bad wolf because I lived in a brick house.— Beth
- I used to beleive that corn was pigs teeth. And when it was corn on the cob, I thought it was the jaw.— Brianna
- My older brother used to tell me that if I "untied" it, I'd fly around the room like a balloon. — Gullible youth
- We used to turn our walkie talkies on high at night and believed were communicating with aliens!— Dreamy