I use to be afriad of 11 pm. My bedtime was usually 9 or 10, but I had gotten it in my head that something would go wrong if I were up at 11 pm, I wouldn't get my full 8 hours of rest (probably something my parents put in me). One night, my parents were out and I stayed up late watching TV; it rolled around to 11pm and I wasn't asleep. I ran to my parents crying, "I wasn't going to get my full 8 hours of sleep." They both laughed. Now I barely sleep at all.
A childhood belief about general
others believed things like this
- I used to believe when I was 5 that I was special because I couldn't get to sleep until 11pm at night — Carrie
- In kindergarden my friend told me that there were 24 hours in the day and 15 hours in the night.— Cari
- I used to believe that aliens would come and take me if I wasn't good to my parents— somebody
- i used to beleive that everyone in the world went to sleep at 8:00pm (my bedtime)— yvette yasui
- i used to believe you slept for 100 hours every night.— skye-ness
- Ironically my parents were born on the same day; so growing up, I thought all parents had the same birthdays. Anon