When I was probably about 5-6 years old. My brother and sister, and I would play in the closet. It was a small closet, so we were able to climb the walls. So, we would climb up to the top, and sit on the shelf. Well, there was a big, rectangular, crack in the wall. We thought that inside the wall, was a secret playhouse. We would take a butterknife and try to open it up. So, we asked my dad about it, and he told us what it really was..which kind of crushed our dreams.
A childhood belief about in my closet
others believed things like this
- That captain hook lived in my closet on the very top shelf.Anon
- i used 2 believe when i left my closet door open at
night a skelleton would pop out and wave at me— bex - I once asked my dad why Pugs had flat faces. He responded "because they ran into a wall"...— Kristy
- I used to believe that ear wigs would climb in your ears while you slept and make you go mad— troy
- I believed God lived in a specific crack in one of the walls of my church — Blake
- When I was little I thought that a "wallflower" was a kind of flower that grew on walls.— A. Nonny-Muss