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top belief!
When I was a kid, we used to have a tv set with 7 channel buttons and one marked with "AV". We never used AV and once I asked my that what would that button do. "Well, son, the tv set would explode if you press it." I never pressed the AV button.
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When I was little, my bedroom had this wallpaper on it. It was white, with sort of a beige plaid pattern on it. This pattern resulted in a whole bunch of two inch squares all over the walls. One night, while lying in bed, it occured to me that they looked an awful lot like buttons. After poking a few, I thought that it was probably a disguise to hide a real button, one that would open my very own secret passage in the wall! Unfortunately, this beleive came crashing down when my mom took it all off to paint my room a much prettier design.
I used to think that cutlery had gender and that the reason the fork (male) was on the opposite side of the plate from the other silverware was that he kept trying to "run away with the spoon (female)" .The knife (male) was next to the spoon facing away from her in order to protect her from the fork running around the plate and grabbing her.
there was place in the window beside my bed where a wooden beam had fallen out, so there was a window twice as tall as the others. Of course, there was a hole where the beam fit that looked similar to a keyhole. I used to think that if I could just find the right key, I could put it in that "keyhole" and the window would open and I could go live with faeries and leprechauns and such. I was a strange kid
Whenever I hurt myself on a piece of furniture, my dad would always yell at the piece of furniture for hurting me. Sometimes he would pretend to hit it back. To this day if I stub my toe, bang my hand or knee, I scream at the piece furniture, call it all sorts of foul names and hit it back. It is never my fault. The coffee table should get out of my way.
When I was little I remembered seeing movies where there were peeping toms... so I was paranoid that someone would see me "naked"... so I had a ritual before takin a shower... I'd cover the ancient and plugged up keyhole on the door, check every edge of the window curtains. And, of course, I'd get in the shower and close the shower curtains before taking anything but my socks off...
But also, if I wasn't naked then noone could spy, right? So I made sure I at least had a hair elastic on my wrist!
I used to think that at night miniture people would wander round your house and steal your stuff so wenever my mum blamed me for losing something i used to get really upset because i thought they were being mean to me.
When I was little my Mum used to tell me to turn the TV off if I wasn't watching it, or turn the lights out if I wasn't using them because I wasting power and I always used to say to her "But how do THEY know I'm wasting power?". I thought you only got charged for electricity if you were actually wasting it, and so I wondered how they knew if I was wasting it or not, how did they know if I was actually watching the teley or not?Very confusing!
HEY !!! When my Mom, was, about 5, she used to believe that (you know how sometimes, there are 2 switches in a room, one for the light, and, one for something else), well, my mom didn't know what that was for, so, when she and my aunt were fighting, her aunt would say if they kept fighting, she would flick the switch, and her neighbors would come and get them. But, she never did flick the switch, so, she stopped believing her.
my sister in law used to believe that there were dead birds in the hot water tank , so that when she was brushing her teeth she had to use the cold water or the dead birds would come out of the tap and get her
Well I once believed that when someone was home alone, they'd walk around naked..
My parents room is right next to the main bathroom, and I used to think that if my parents weren't in there, a lion would attack my while I took a bath...
When I was young, my sister who is 6 years older would have to babysit us all summer long. To keep us in line she used a metal yardstick (which she called "the beater".) Although I don't think she ever actually whacked us with it, for years I thought a wodden yardstick was called a yardstick, and the metal ones were called beaters.
I found an analog stopwatch on the kitchen table and pressed a button on it. I started freaking out when it started ticking, thinking that it was a ticking time bomb. I went to my mother and asked, "Mom, are there any bombs in Oklahoma?" She said that there might be somewhere. "Are there any in this house?!" Man, I was so relieved that she said no, because I thought we all were dead for sure!
When I was little, and I still do now, I used to believe that our hatstand in our hallway was real. Everytime I passed the hall, I'd run real fast so he wouldn't get me. Mum had fatted it up with all her coats, hats and scarfs, so it looked like a real giant. Because of this weight, it would constantly fall over, and I was really afraid after I was standing next to it when it fell on me. I thought it was about to eat me! I'm still scared of it now. It is PURE EVIL!~ it will kill us all in our sleep! I still hate that hatstand.
When I was little I wasn't supposed to walk behind the television (it was on the floor) because of all the cords and my parents were scared I would somehow electrocute myself. I ALWAYS wanted to go back there so I would cover my own eyes and peek just a tiny bit and slowly walk back there. I thought that since my eyes were covered they couldn't see me :)
When I was around 5 my mom told me to always clean up becuase germs where alive and every where but you cant see them. So for awhile after that I would arm myself with Clorox and would constantly clean myself.
I used to believe that the fire place surround had several nuggets of gold between the stones until years later I caught an aunt polishing them with brass cleaner
I use to be deathly afraid of those knob water fossets because I use to panic and not know which way to turn them and I was afraid the knobs would come off and water would squirt everywhere and somehow would come in contact with a toaster and electicute me. I also was afraid of the water reaching the overflow dranage holes thinking it would come out the bottom and spill everywhere.
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When me and my family movd into our new house i was 10 and my sister was 8 1/2. The basement bathrooms wallpaper looked like the wallpaper in Willy Wonka and The chocolate factory where they licked it and a schnozberry tasted like a schnozberry and so on. Well my siter and were convinced and we spent hours licking the wallpaper, but never tasted a thing.
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