When I was in junior high I was on a baseball team. We had practice every Thursday. Well, one Thursday I went to the park early, and the gate was closed. I had to think for a moment if I was allowed to open it and as soon as I did, really loud echoing sirens started to go off. I was really scared that I alerted some kind of security system and was going to be arrested until I realized that every other Thursday, because our city has a lot of refineries, alarms and sirens go off in the afternoon as some kind of emergency test, and you can hear them across the whole city. Thankfully, that's all that it was and I didn't get thrown in jail for trying to get into a park.
A childhood belief about in the street
others believed things like this
- I once refused to believe in Thursday. I'd heard there were seven days in a week, but could only name six.Anon
- My mom used to believe that the San Francisco Giants baseball team were actual giants.Anon
- there's such thing as "soul-security"( social security )
because of the way my stupid parents pronounce it— elizabeth - I used to think that the martians, played in the park at night— Erick Reinoso
- I used to beleive that unicorns really existed, and they had them at the Safari Park!— Julio Foolio
- my mum told me that the 'public' park was closing so she could go home— xx-lotty-pop-xx