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When I was little, I thought I could controll the sun and the clouds. Thus, whenever the clouds covered up the sun, it was my responsibility to move the clouds past the sun. So, by staring at the clouded sun (not directly at the sun), I would concentrate really hard, urging the clouds to pass. Of course, it worked, and I believed that I had magical powers regardless of how the clouds move on their own accord.
I used to believe that the Earth had a finite number of clouds. In other words, I thought that rainclouds just drifted around from one place to another, carried by the wind. When it stopped raining, that meant that the rainclouds had just blown somewhere else. I still remember the day I was watching a little cloud alone in the sky and it melted away, and I thought, "Where did it go? What a minute...clouds disappear?!"
When patches of fog would form in the hills of eastern PA, my dad would tell me that the rabbits were having carrot roasts and the patches of fog in the trees was the smoke from their fires. I believed that until I was almost a teenager.
When I was little i use to HATE storms so my dad made me believe that when a storm was coming i should clean the whole house and the storm would go away. Suprisingly it did sometimes! haha.
When I was younger, I was always afraid of storms. So when I learned about hurricanes, I was downright terrified.
Then one day my dad told me not to worry, because hurricanes on;y started over large bodies of water, and we live in the suburbs of Chicago, Illinois.
Well, my next-door neighbor had a pool.
I remember waiting for a hurricanes to start over that pool whenever there was a thunderstorm outside.
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!
One day when my little brother was about 4 or 5 years old it was raining really hard. I told him the sky was falling, not really expecting him to beleive me. But he did! He started crying and ran and hid under a table. I felt really bad after that so i told him I was joking.
I used to think that clouds would part over roads during snow storms. The clouds around the edges of the holes would group together and snow more, therefore creating the big piles of snow along the roads
When I was little, I believed that I had the power to control the wind. Later in college, I confided in a friend about it. She told me she used to believe the same thing. "You know what?" I said, "I stil kinda believe I do." She smiled at me and said "Me, too."
We've been best friends ever since.
when i was 5, at school, we were playing outside and it started to rain. then one of my friends said that it was god's urine. i ran inside and refused to come out for ages. i was scared of the rain for many years after and now, when i walk to school, i splash them with puddles and laugh-though they don't anfer they come into school soaking wet!
I used to believe that when my parents said it rains in Washington all the time, it rains ALL THE TIME.
I was shocked when we were moving here and crossed the border and it was clear.
I'm almost 30 and just told my parents this one :)
When I was under 10 I used to believe that I could control rain. I called myself the queen of rain. I thought it rained if I wished so. I even had a red umbrella and I enjoyed walking in the rain and I always felt fine if it was raining. I could also stop raining ;)))
(I still love rainy weather.)
I used to believe clouds disappeared at night. I didn't know where they went or why some nights I could see stars and others I couldn't.
I used to believe I could control the weather by singing rain rain go away or blowing the clouds away.
I used to believe that fog occurs when someone shoots a cloud with a gun.
I used to believe a cloud was hard when I little boy. But when I grew up, I soon realized that it was not true. My parents told me that the airplanes were passing through the clouds so I no longer believed it
Occasionally during the late summer there were huge cumulonimbus thunderhead clouds in the sky that formed a fantastic aerial landscape with a terrain like the surface of cauliflower. I thought that if there was only a way to get up there I could bounce and tumble around on top of those clouds the same way I sometimes jumped on my mattress. I remember hunting around outside in the park for the magic beanstalk so I could climb up to those clouds, but sadly I never found the beanstalk anywhere.
When I was a sprog, I used to think that Rainbows were painted in the sky by magic fairies
I used to think that the sound that you hear when a jet flies over you was made by the clouds moving in the sky!
I used to believe that I was the only one who could see the clouds move because God was trying to talk to me.
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