I had vivid memories from when I was about 6 years old of being able to levitate. I would start by jumping on the bed over and over and over and after jumping enough times, I would begin to float up against the ceiling. Moving around was very difficult, I had to swim through the air to get anywhere.
These memories were so vivid, that it wasn't until years later that I figured out I must have been dreaming. I didn't think about it until that same reoccurring float/fly dream came back, and when I woke up, using my newly acquired powers of logic, I came to the stunning realization that I'd never been able to fly at all.
That epiphany was worse than finding out the truth about Santa Claus.
Yeah, Santa Claus - what, you haven't heard???
A childhood belief about special powers
others believed things like this
- I used to believe that, if God would die, Santa Claus would be boss.— Judith
- I used to believe that the Holy Trinity was Dad, God and Santa Claus!— Cathy P.
- When i was little, i thought Santa Claus was my grandfather— Junie
- Wehan I was little I used to confuse Jesus with God with Santa Claus.— Gui
- when i was a child,i used to believe that Santa claus drove a car and all the presents were in the boot— narration
- i used to believe that a elf familly lived on my window, long after a new my parents were Santa Claus— anna