Our house had a very steep stairway to second story with a metal bannister. When I was little, I used to "FLY" down those stairs, but when I told parents about it, they said "YOU DID NOT!"; and so I learned to STOP FLYING and just use the bannister and descend the stairs like grownups did. (But sometimes in my dreams I can still do that FLYING--and it always feels so FUN and FREE.)
A childhood belief about around the house
others believed things like this
- I used to believe I could fly when I was about four, until I fell down the stairs.— Sarah
- I used to think you could die if you jumped half way down the stairs. Anon
- I used to believe that if I went down the stairs slowly a red eyed skeleton would come and run after me.— Melly2bee
- I used to believe that it was the law to hold the railing when you're walking down/up stairs— Brit
- I used to believe I could fly.
All I had todo was step of a flight of stairs and I'd be walking in the air...— Dolly - I used to believe airplanes were flying submarines.— Gullible isn't in the dictionary