For Christmas when I was 8, my grandma got me a doll. A few months later, I accidently ripped the leg off. I got scared of it, and threw it under a corner of my bed. From then on, I beleived that she was out to get me. I would jump onto my bed so that I wouldn't have to walk next to her. I also learned how to run up the stairs 2 at a time because i thought that she was chasing me and could get me on the stairs.
I still go up the stairs 2 at a time.LOL
A childhood belief about toys
others believed things like this
- I would turn the lights off and then leg it up the stairs thinking a monster would be chasing me.Anon
- I used to believe I could fly when I was about four, until I fell down the stairs.— Sarah
- I used to think you could die if you jumped half way down the stairs. Anon
- I used to believe that if I went down the stairs slowly a red eyed skeleton would come and run after me.— Melly2bee
- I used to believe that it was the law to hold the railing when you're walking down/up stairs— Brit
- I used to believe I could fly.
All I had todo was step of a flight of stairs and I'd be walking in the air...— Dolly