When I was maybe 4 or 5 years old, I got one of those helium balloons from somewhere. On the way home, we stopped to visit my grandma and while I was going in, I accidentally let go of the balloon and it flew off into the sky. I was quite distraught, and I begged my grandma to go inside, get her wings (which was actually an apron she always wore) and fly to get my balloon. She insisted she didn't have wings, but I knew the truth.
A childhood belief about special powers
others believed things like this
- I used to believe that my grandma's chandelier would grow wings and chase me and kill me.— Katrien
- When i was younger my grandma told me that the nuts that was on the bread were bug wings, i still ate it.— Matt
- I thought buffalo wings were wings from a buffalo, for years I looked for their wingsAnon
- My sister told me once that if I sucked too much helium out of a balloon, my lungs would explode.Anon
- I used to believe that if you ate enough chicken wings, you'd sprout wings and be able to fly.Anon
- I used to let go all my balloons so my great grandma would get it in heaven— lissa