When I was little, I had a fear of closets. I thought that my bedroom closet had skeletons in it who would drop stuff in my ears at night that would make me their mind-control slave.
A childhood belief about in my closet
others believed things like this
- i used to believe "eaves drop" was actually "ears drop"— sophie
- I used to believe my bedroom closet was actually a time machine.— Carrie
- i thought 'locus of control" was spelled as "locust of control".. like the bugAnon
- when i first heard "i'm a slave" by britney spears i thought she was saying "i'm a snail forever" — jessica
- I used to believe that the remote control could control all the things in my house, including my dog.— Felipe
- i used to believe that shoping carts were for slave children— kyle welch