When I was five, I was terrified of the dark. (Kind of still am.) But at the time, I thought that if I tucked my blanket under my arms, legs and around my head, so that I was completely covered up, nothing evil could penetrate it, and I would be safe. One morning my mom came in to wake me up and in one swift motion she jerked the blanket completely off of me. Goodbye security.
A childhood belief about under my bed
others believed things like this
- When I was younger I use to think that my blanket would protect me from every danger in the World — Maxence
- I used to believe that monsters couldnt find me or hurt me if my whole body where under my blanket— Scared shitless
- there's such thing as "soul-security"( social security )
because of the way my stupid parents pronounce it— elizabeth - I used to believe that if you broke your arm (or whatever) it came completely off.— Jill
- I used to believe nun's shaved their heads and were completely bald.— Mark
- I used to believe that our insides were made completely out of tuna— molly n