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I used to believe that the moon followed me home when we were in the car. My sister said it followed everyone home, but I didn't beleive her because there was only one moon so it had to be for me.
When I was little (was about 4), I used to think the moon was following me.. While riding in the backseat of the car I said "My moon is following us, hurry up!" and my dad jokingly said "It's lonely." It scared me.
I used to (and still kinda do if I'm real bored on car trips) That the moon followed me. I would somtimes get frusterated that I couldn't follow it. That it was always following me, but never the other way around. I felt kinda special though. I would sometimes try to "trick" it, to see if I'm really that special that it wants to follow little old me around!!!
When I was about five, I thought the moon was following me, because no matter how far I walked, it was always right there, over my shoulder.
When I was a kid I used to think that the moon followed me. I would turn around and look up and there it would be. I'd run down the block as fast as I could and the moon was right behind me. I remeber when I tried to tell my older brother and some friends about how special I was that the moon followed me and they told me it follows everyone because you can see it from anywhere. At the time I was pretty heart broken about it.
When I was small I would think the moon was following my car. Everytime we passed by a big building and it would hide it, I would be like "Yes we lost it" but as we drove on I saw it and I told my parents to drive faster.
i used to think the moon followed me because i could always see it at night
when I was 5 years old, I thought the moon was always following me wherever I go. Many times I tried to run fast but then I can still see the moon behind me, as if it's trying to race me or something. And then I tried to walk slow. Yeah it's still behind me. Then I tried to walk at different paces.
I was so naive!
I used to believe the Moon followed me because Jesus was driving it. I thought he was in the center of the Moon, and he could see me. I cried out of fear every time my family went driving at night until I was 8.
I used to believe the moon was following me. When I was in the second grade, I was taught a little about the moon, but still didn't believe it.
When I was younger, I believed that the moon always followed me everywhere I went to at night. It was scarry!!
I used to believe that when I run, the moon runs with me. I said my older sister to run and see if it would follow her, but as I was standing still, it didn't move... I told her "the moon doesn't wana play with you" and felt so sorry!!
When i was younger and going home at nights I sed to think the moon was following me. I would try to duck down in the seat trying to hide from the moon...nuch to my dad's amusement.
I thought the moon followed our family when we went on road trips.
You know when you move around at night, look at the moon, and it looks like it's moving? Well I saw this when I was about 7 and thought it was following me personally and plotting against me... 0.o
When i was little i used to think the moon fallowed my moms car as we drove down the road. I never understood why it would be following our car.
when i was really my dad would give me an invisible string and said he tied it to the moon which is why it always followed us, every nught when we where in the car he would take a paaper bag and say heres a star string throw it out the window and a star will get stuck to it
When we used to drive around in the car at night when i was younger, i always thought the moon followed me wherever i went.
When i was about 2 i was sitting in my car seat staring out the window. It was late one night and all of a sudden my mom said i started crying non stop so her and my dad pulled over and they said i was looking at the moon, my mom told me later i was upset cause i thought the moon was following me home.
I used to believe that the Moon would watch over and follow me to protect me.