When I was 3-4, I believed that my manners (which my mother was always telling me to "watch") were a community of tiny people who lived in my tummy. There was a whole little town in there, with a mayor named Mary Manner and lots of other citizens, whose first names all started with M. For some reason it was important that they be kept secret, though. One Thanksgiving my mom made a really big deal about how important it was that I watch my manners. She found me in the bathroom, putting a bandaid over my navel to keep the Manners from escaping. Of course she laughed herself silly, but she didn't try to convince me that they weren't real. Even so, I lost my belief soon afterward.
A childhood belief about imaginary friends
others believed things like this
- I thought when someone was described as being "mild-mannered" it meant they didn't have very good manners— Samilton Duerheiser
- when i was 2 or 3 believed that i had lots of animals in my tummy it made sense my mum had baby in hers.— kjc
- I used to believed that "approximately" actually means "important".Anon
- When I was a little I thought TV was full of tiny books and we would watch one every day— Amine
- I used to think it was the United STEAKS of America and that cows must be really important in the U.S.— Jake
- that Uttoxeter was a huge and important place, cause all roads in Stafforshire point towards it— rosy