I used to beleive that my mom's car had a mind of it's own and wanted to come upstairs and run me over.
A childhood belief about cars
others believed things like this
- "Going to the jazz club in my mind"? Not me! "Going to Nebraska in my mind..."— Felix
- I used to believe that if you were naughty at school then you'd have to go upstairs and sit on your bed!— Eve
- When I was little I would always say in my mind, "I know you can read my mind", just in caseAnon
- Whenever I was upstairs on a bus, I didn't believe that it would fit under the bridge so I used to duck. — Dave, Lancashire
- That there was a zombie living behind the bathtub in the upstairs bathroom.Anon
- I used 2 beleive yer @$$ was yer foreheadAnon