nature

I used to believe that I could talk to nature. I still do. And I'm 12.

i used to believe that when it rains, the angel and dead people were crying,

when there was snow Jezus was shaking his cushin so the feathers from inside would fall on earth

i used to believe that when there was thunder and lightning, god was taking pictures with a camera of us !
mommy always said "smile !!!"

but instead i was crying

To keep me from being afraid of thunder, when I was little my Mom would tell me that it was the sound of God moving furniture around in Heaven.

When I was six or seven, I read the Pompeii issue of National Geographic and became convinced that volcanoes were going to get me when I slept, though we lived nowhere near any. In fact, they were waiting outside my window, though if I looked outside they'd duck around back so I couldn't see them. A bad dream about fire or lava traveling along our fence up to the house was the kicker, and I remember I took the magazine outside and left it there at some point so it got ruined by rain. I was so worried about a friend who was going on a vacation to Washington because of Mt. Saint Helens, too.

My defenses against the volcanoes were always sleeping with my comforter over me, even in summer, and sleeping with a huge stuffed dog that would shoot... something, I guess... out of its nose to keep the volcanoes away. The habit of sleeping with the comforter always on lasted until I was at least fifteen or so, though the belief had long since passed...

I used to believe…

that houses grew from the groung like plants

When I was little, I used to believe that I could see the earth turning: whenever the clouds were blowing across the sky, I thought that the clouds were standing still and I could see the sky moving behind them.

I used to think the clouds were made of the steam that comes out of the factory smoke stacks.

I used to believe that God was bowling with the angels when there was thunder and lightning meant he got a strike.
Also that when you see a ray of sunlight peeking through the clouds at a distance that He was taking souls to be soldiers in Heaven...still sounds good to me.

I used to thing power plants were cloud factories. xD xD

I use to believe that the trees caused the wind to blow by swaying back and forth, like a chinese fan.

I used to believe that the sky is blue because it reflects the oceans.

i used to believe that when it rained, it was someone watering us because we were plants that they were growing, so i would run outside and skip around being thankful that they were doing so!

This is actually my brother's belief: I was born in 1984, and when i was about 5 years old, I used to to think the Ice Age happened during the 1970's.

i had a fear of thunder storms at the age of three my mother always told me tje flasked lightning is the angel start the bowling the ball then u hear the thunder is the strike and now i love to hear the thunderstorm. no matter how disasterous they may be more the fun

Once when i was five, i was outside and the moon was out. I would walk down our sidewalk and watch the moon from the corner of my eye. I always believed that the moon followed me. So I would run back and forth in our yard, trying to escape it!