I remember running into my mum and dad's room when I was little, bawling my eyes out saying I couldn't sleep. They asked me why and I replied "Mummy, what will happen to Rosie (my doll) when I die?"
A childhood belief about people
others believed things like this
- I can remember thinking that is I hid my eyes, and couldn't see anybody that they couldn't see me.Anon
- I used to believe that cats eyes were lit up by a man running under the road with a torch— Martin
- My Sister Once Said That Polly Pocket Was A Real Girl That Got Shrunk To Doll Size And Turned Into A Doll.— Jamie
- I used to think that the sleep in my eyes at the breakfast table were toast crumbs.— crawford
- i used to think when you sleep your eyes turened round to watch performances in your head— rasverone
- I used to believe the living room furniture would party after we all went to sleep.— Ellen