when i was about 3 years old my mother took me with her to the funeral of one of her best friends who was killed in a car wreck. well my mom was holding me in her arms with me on her hip and we were looking at her friend in the casket. I didn't know that she was a dead woman and i asked my mom "mommy.... is that a doll?" I thought it was a life size barbie doll or something. haha. i still remember it to this day
A childhood belief about people
others believed things like this
- My Sister Once Said That Polly Pocket Was A Real Girl That Got Shrunk To Doll Size And Turned Into A Doll.— Jamie
- When I was younger I cut my Barbie doll's hair and wondered why it never grew back.Anon
- i used to believe that when i was in funeral the person in the casket was just asleep for a while— Edgar
- I thought the “rec” button on tape recorders said wreck and it would wreck your tape if you pushed it!— Alberto Richardson
- I thought that my Sheriff Woody doll could protect me if I was home alone.Anon
- i thought that if i dressed in my holly hobby doll's clothes, no one would be able to find me.— pikl