I live in Las Vegas, where the only natural 'disaster' that happens is ocassional flooding. About two years ago (I was 15) after-shock tremors of an earthquake in California shook our home, and I woke up and my bed was moving. I was absolutely convinced it was Gremlins trying to carry my bed away. I called absolutely terrified to my dad who was in the hallway, and he opened the door and I jumped from the end of my bed into the hallway.
About a month later a house on our block blew up (literally) I never even woke up. And apparently it was a whole lot worse than the aftershock that scared me half to death.
A childhood belief about disasters
others believed things like this
- When I was 6 or 7 years old, I absolutely believed that if a thermometer broke--the world would end. — Suzi
- I used to think that if you were scared "half to death" that you only had one scare left before you died.— Bush Hiddenofsky
- I used to believe that my Dad could fix absolutely ANYTHING with sellotape— Kate
- I used to believe that "the motorway" was one big long road that went absolutely anywhere in the world!!!Anon
- For a while, I thought Vegas and Las Vegas were two different cities.— Jen
- I used to believe that Rolf Harris and Timmy Mallet were one and the same... I have absolutely no idea why...— Danny Leonard