I remember when i was about 3 or 4, i used to lay my ear on my grandmother's kitchen floor to hear wht is going on in the basement. I used to imagine that there are tables where witches, ghosts and goblins sold all thier handcrafted items. Until about a year ago (when i was 12) i went down there and there was just boring old basement stuff; my grandpa's tools, washing machine, and my gradma's gardening tools.
A childhood belief about basements
others believed things like this
- i used to believe that our ansering machine was the washing machine and that it could talk
— tamara - I used to believe that if I put my arm in the washing machine while it was going that it would rip off.— Hannah
- i used to believe that the basement had monsters in it.Anon
- I used to believe a spider monster was in my basement— Kelly bulanek
- when i was little i used to believe that darth vador lived in my basement, and i was scared to go down there.— Jilli
- When I was younger, I believed that times tables in maths were kids sitting at tables staring at clocks!Anon