When I was in kindergarten, I had a friend named Acadia, who had really strong beliefs about god. One day she came up to me and said "have you been good all your life?" and I responded yes, so she said "see you in heaven!" and then high fived me. For the rest of that day, all I could think about was her dieing that night and how she would be up there waiting for me. I was sad because i knew I would keep her waiting for another 100 years or so.
A childhood belief about people
others believed things like this
- I used to think that the toast would never pop out of the toaster if you watched it while you were waiting.Anon
- I used to believe that my head was filled with hair waiting to grow.— Poppy
- I used to believe that the reflection at the bottom of cup of liquid was a crocodile waiting to gobble me up.— Aaron
- When I was little I was afraid of vacum cleaners. I thought there was an old guy inside waiting to eat you.— Kittenz r kool
- I always thought that a little person lived inside each mailbox waiting to take my letter to its destination.— Anne
- that there was a sharp toothed snail inside my nose, waiting to bite my finger off— diana