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When I was young, I used to believe that everything has feelings. So when my brother has touched soap bubbles I cried: "Don't hurt them!".
I thought that the color beige was clear with specks of other colors in it.
I used to think that tiny dust particles would only show up in the sun and the sun wanted me to eat them for breakfast or something. I'd "eat" them and I wouldn't feel hungry anymore!
top belief!
whenever i set the table i used to think that the knife and the spoon were dating since they were placed together and that the fork was jealous of them and was plotting to steal the spoon from the knife one day
When I was little I used to believe that the electrical outlets in the walls were little keyholes so when i was in my room one day I put a little barbie pin hought was I key in the wall. Let's just say I learned my lesson real good.
When I was kid I had spinning chair and I knew when I spinned right, it got higher, and when spinned left it got lower. I used to believe if I was spinning right long enough, I would reach the ceiling!
When I was about 4 I asked my mom what a hoover was and she told me that it sucked up dirt.Then later that day my mom told me that I had a dirty mouth so I looked for the hoover.i couldnt find one but I found something else which looked similar but smaller,it was a razor!By the time I got to the mirror the dirt on my mouth had gone but I found a crumb on my eyebrow so I shaved my eyebrow off thinking that eyebrows were just dirt I shaved off my dads eyebrows in his sleep.
Recently my dad told me that when this happened people at work thought he was gay and unfaithful to his wife/my mom.LOL
When I was about five, after watching The Brave Little Toaster, I was convinced everything (as in appliances and furniture) could talk and walk and things but ONLY when the people went to bed. I'd always feel bad if i choose to sit on one chair, because i thought the others would feel left out. I still catch my self trying to catch a glimpse of them at night!
When I was 2, I had a nightmare about a monster named "the SOund" THat lived in my wall. I was terrified of that wall, and still am.
Crossing broomstick without going around it is a sin to my mom.
whenever i cross them she shrieks and makes me cross it again(crossing two times gives a positive effect). I do it in vain. I wonder whether broomstick has got any calculating powers.
UNTIL I WAS ABOUT NINE AND A HALF I BELIEVED THAT A LITTLE ITTY BITTY PENGUIN LIVED IN THE BACK OF THE REFRIDGERATOR AND THAT HE GAURDED THE FOOD. I EVEN THOUGHT HE WAS THE ONE WHO TURNED OUT THE LIGHT WHEN YOU SHUT THE DOOR. EVERY ONCE AND AWHILE I WOULD TRY TO CATCH HIM TURNING IT OFF. I JUST COULDNT FIGURE OUT HOW HE DID IT.
I was brought up by my grandparents.
Once i sneezed while crossing the threshold of kitchen.
My grandma stopped me right there and splashed some water on my head saying that it was her belief.Spooky!
So whenever i was about to sneeze i used to run to the nearby threshold so that i can get wet and play with water.That was such a fun. Wish i can revert......
When I was still small enough to use a crib, it always seemed at naptime that the garbage truck was rolling down the alley near my room to pick up trash. Whenever it approached, I seriously believed that it would make an abrupt left toward my house and crash through the bedroom wall just to scoop me up in its claw and crush me in its compactor. I always talked to my Bert doll and held him in my arms when I heard the screaming and of its inner components approaching..."it's okay, Bert. It won't come to get us today..."
I used to get into the mail and make a mess, so my father told me that the law said that whoever touched a bill had to pay for it. I believed that into my teens...
I used to think mattresses were stuffed with buffalo hair.
Also, an allergist told my mom to buy plastic covers for the mattress so my allergies wouldn't be so bad, and I went around for probably the next 5 years thinking I was allergic to buffalo hair.
As a child, my parents put "tot finder" stickers on our bedroom windows so firemen would be able to quickly locate us in case of an emergency. When I was about 2 I remember looking at the sticker and being afraid of it. I decided that making a clucking noise with my tongue would keep the evil at bay.
My siblings and I would play a game by running around the house flipping light switches on and off. My parents kept getting irritated and finally told us that each time we flipped the switch, it would cost 10 cents. So to save 10 cents for our parents, we'd flip the switch on and never turn it off. They didn't realize this until a few months later and had to explain they actually paid for the time the light was on and not the actual flip of the switch.
I used to think that leaving the fridge door open too long made all the ping pong balls fall out.
When I was really little(1 or 2), I lived in a condominium with my parents. I never remember living in it, but only living in my house(which was 2 stories)My parents had said before that our condominium had no stairs. By that they of course meant, it was only 1 story, but since I lived in a 2 story house, I thought that everyone lived in a house/condo with 2 stories. So I thought that to get to the second story, there was a stairwell, just like at my house, but my parents had to stack up some boxes just like stairs to get up to the second story.
when i was young i used to believe that the vaccum cleaner would suck me up. if i stood in front of it i would get pulled in. whenever my mom said she would vaccum the floor, i would either stand up on the couch or go into my room and lock the door. think about it, a big scary machine that makes loud noises while sucking up helpless pieces of trash...it still freaks me out to this day.
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