i used to believe that when you erased anything you drew in pensil with an eraser, it would be in the pencil forever.
i thought that if you broke the pencil in half, the drawing would come to life! so everytime i had a pencil i would draw a person, erase it really good, and break the pencil in half.
i never saw anyone climb out of my broken pencils so i figured that they must be invisible for the first few hours. imagine a kid in the back of the class talking to her broken pencil and yelling at it and having a conversation with it...yes i was a strange child
A childhood belief about imaginary friends
others believed things like this
- As a kid I used to believe that when you sharpened your pencil, the eraser on the pencil grew.Anon
- I used to believe that when your pencil ran out of eraser that if you sharpened it it would grow a new eraser— Nikkie
- If you bit the end of a pen of pencil you would be poisoned by the lead or ink. Anon
- i was told that if you got stabbed with a pencil (by yourself or others) you would get lead poisoning.— waiting to die
- i used to believe you couldn't draw on erasers with pencils because it would erase itself— Samantha
- I used to believe that your belly button was what held your top half to your bottom half...— Debelouwho