I used to refer to my concience in my head a lot when I was little... it was a girl with short, black hair sitting in a button-filled control room. She would always tell me what to do and we would fight a lot but always apologize.
A childhood belief about imaginary friends
others believed things like this
- I used to believe that my head was filled with hair waiting to grow.— Poppy
- I used to believe that the "cruise control" button in cars meant that the car could drive/maneauver itself.— Myriam
- I used to think that everybody's hair was black and if you had blond hair, you dyed your hair.— ~_~CoolKid93_~_
- I believed that if you ate a piece of your own hair, a new strand of hair would grow on your head.— Ryo
- I used to believe that the remote control could control all the things in my house, including my dog.— Felipe
- i thought 'locus of control" was spelled as "locust of control".. like the bugAnon