When I was a child, I came to the conclusion that I was superman. It ended when I dashed towards a chain fence in a parking lot. It caught me in the chest, and I flipped over it and smashed my head into the concrete. Imagine the motion I would have made if somebody put one hand on the back of my head, and another in front of my ankles, and pushed equally forward with both hands.
A childhood belief about special powers
others believed things like this
- i believed that little men sat in the back of vending machines and pushed the sweets forward.— rachael
- I used to believe that the exhaust fumes coming from a car were actually what pushed it forward like a rocket — rocket car
- When I was small, my brother would bug me and say that if my hand was bigger than my head, I had a tumor.Anon
- I used to belive that zombie hands would burst trough the floor and grab my ankles.Anon
- i used to belive that if you smashed your hand in a roller your bones would be fine but your arm would be flat— rap masta cheseepuff
- my sister when she was little thorght head lice tried to borrow into her head to get to her brainAnon