When I was six or seven, I used to think that if you swallowed even the tiniest piece of plastic, you were doomed to death. I also thought that plastic and paper were the same thing. So, one Christmas after presents were opened and breakfast was being prepared, I accidently (don't ask me how) swallowed a bit of wrapping paper or something like that. When I realized with horror what I had done, I crawled behind the couch and waited to die. After about thirty seconds, I realized I wasn't going to die, at least not then anyway. So I went and ate breakfast. The end.
A childhood belief about people
others believed things like this
- I thought brown paper grocery bags would fit more than plastic grocery bags.Anon
- I used to think that doctors added plastic to your face in plastic surgery.— caro
- That at meetings adults sat on plastic chairs surrounding a large piece of meatAnon
- I used to think that plastic surgery actually involved using plastic.
— JohnJ - I used to believe that plastic surgery was done with plastic knives.— Vicki J.
- I used to believe fax machines instantly teleported a piece of paper to who ever you wanted. Anon