At one point growing up, I became convinvced that the world would end on February 29, 1997. I have no idea how I came by this belief, but there it was: it didn't matter what I did, what I achieved, or how I lived my life, because come February 29, 1997, the whole world would blow up and utterly extinguish all life on earth.
I believed this until one day, when I realized that 1997 wasn't going to be a leap year...
A childhood belief about general
others believed things like this
- I used to believe that life was like a tv show and that the world ended when I died.— mortimer x
- I used to believe that every person in the world had their own Wikipedia page about their lifeAnon
- I used to believe that we lived inside of the world. I asked my Dad who lived on the outside of the world. — Pauline
- When i was a toddler i sued to believe that if you ate soap you would blow bubbles for the rest of your life.— KEL
- I used to think that if you put geraniums into electric switches it would blow up the whole world!— Steve Jeffs
- Until a few years ago, I believed this was a "doggy dog" world, rather than a "dog-eat-dog" world.— jemima