nature

i used to beliefe if i dont move for a long time,in a tree I will be stuck in it because he will grow around me i tried it not worked i was relieve tanks

i used to bilieve the moon was following me in the on the road beacause, any where i was going at the night the moon standing here. at this moment i thought the moon was look at me intensely and he it could do something to me but i didn't know what so i was warried. later i tell to my mother of that and he laughting, at the moment i don't know why and after he explicate me the real reason of why wee se anywhere the moon

When I was little I thought that if it rained it was God crying, and I was made to understand that it was false

when you were making sandcastles l used to believe that it would stay forever, when you were about to make one, it would never disappears it would be magical
but unfortunately, l learns that the wish was fake and not real, so l was disappoint
l learned the wish was fake when a friend of mine told me that sandcastles can actually disappear with the water because l always thought they would last

“When I was little, I used to think the moon was made of cheese.”

When I was a little girl, I used to believe that the moon was actually a giant, glowing white

I used to believeve thet the clouds moved

I used to believe that elevators were gates to other worlds and the void.

I usted yo believe that the moon follow me

I used to believe the moon followed our car because it like us

I used to think that I could catch the clouds

I used to believe that a rabbit lived on the moon

I used to believe that the moon followed me.

I thought Hurricane Dennis (in 2005) and the character Dennis from the Spongebob movie were related somehow.

For some reason, I thought the word “holly” wasn’t used to signify a genus of plants, but used to abbreviate “holiday(s)” as an adjective, or created to rhyme with “jolly.”

When I was a child, I used to believe that clouds were made of cotton and that I could lie on them like a soft bed. I imagined floating high above the world, surrounded by white fluff. Later, I learned they were just tiny drops of water, but sometimes I still like to pretend they’re as soft as I once thought.

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