When I was around 3 my dog Sparky got hit my a car and died. I did not know this, and when I asked "Where's Sparky?" the only answer I got was "He's with God now" To which I was upset, that this guy named God had my dog. "Where does God live?" I asked. My mom pointed up and said "He lives up there."
For quite a while I thought this strange guy named God lived up in my attic with my dog.
A childhood belief about cats and dogs
others believed things like this
- when i was growing up i had two imaginary friends. One was named Jennifer, the other was named Onion.— Tessica
- I used to believe there was a Russian Leader named Garbage Trough and an Arabian named Are A FatAnon
- The boy in my class named "Sahand" must have a sister named "Safoot".Anon
- every one lived until they were 100 and then they died no questions asked— sext4eva
- i used to think a small man named homer lived in my grandmother's freezer and made ice. — ana
- Once I thought these two teenagers who used to wash my mums car lived in our attic. Hahaha!— Roxanne