When I was about 10 my family brought me to a big family party in the country. During the party I met a distant cousing whose left hand and fingers were deformed and crooked. For some reason I was convinced that if I let him touch me my hand would painfully transform in the same shape. I spent the rest of that day warning people not to approach him and running away when he got near. I was terrified, but I also enjoyed the excitement. I never saw him again. I'm sorry JP.
A childhood belief about appearance
others believed things like this
- I beleived that if i bit my fingers then the nails in my stomach would soon form a hand and rip up my insides!— Amanda T.
- I used belive when all the people were out of the house. All the inanimmate objects would have a party.— tracy
- I used to think that my right hand wasn't my right hand anymore if I turned around.— Mike
- I used to hold my hand over my hair whenever i left the house and it was windy incase my hair blew away— lisa
- I used to believe "Pedestrians" was a political party like Democrats or Republicans.— August
- I used to believe the living room furniture would party after we all went to sleep.— Ellen