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When I was about four, I was playing with my three-year-old sister and I somehow convinced her (and myself) that the way people sew is by sticking their needles into the electrical sockets, and then the thread appears. So I grabbed a fuzzy wire and stuck it in. Needless to say, I had to be rushed to the hospital and my entire hand and nails were black. I was luck I didn't loose feeling in my arm. Smart kid.
when i was younger i found myself to be very gullible, and believed every word my brother ever said to me. boy that was a mistake. when we were in the garage, there is that cord hanging down and he told me to never pull it unless theres a robber or bad guy in the garage..and when you pull the cord the garage door would fall off the hinges and crush the guy. i was so afaid to even look at it, and i gave it some thought, andi realized if i pulled it that i too would get crushed. only recently have i found out what the cord does..but i still wouldnt wanna pull it
When i was around 6, my mom told me that little men lived inside the blender and every time we turned it on then they would yell as loud as they could. and thats why is was so loud.
When my brother and I were 4 and 6, we used to hear the furnace running at night. We called it "the noises" and we thought that if we didn't fall asleep quickly, "the noises" would come upstairs and get us.
When I was about 2 or 3, I used to go around the house with my brother at night, looking for E.T. (from the movie) with a flashlight.
I myself for some reason believed when I was younger that sharks or other vicious creatures lived in the carpet...I would run from the kitchen to the couch I would jump on furniture to aviod touching the carpet, I was scared...Now that I'm older and wiser I've got my niece thinking that there are sharks living in the carpet..heh...fun.
top belief!
When my sister and I were about ages 3-5, we would believe that the ceiling stole our toys and socks. We thought this because in the morning, our toys would be on the floor (we wouldn't see them though), and our socks were off of our feet (they really slipped off during the night.) I remembered one time that I thought I saw the ceiling steal one of my toys.
since a couple of years ago, i have been deathly afraid of windows. i guess it is becuase once i was at my grandmothers house and i was told that outside the almost dark sunset was beautiful. well the blinds were closed so i just prodded open one of the blinds so i could see outside...all of a sudden i saw two eyes and screamed bloody murder. later i was told that it was my uncle playing a dirty little trick on me.. well now i am deathly afraid to look at a window at night, but even in the day im scared too. if some walks by my window i scream very badly..(my family member continue to play this mean trick on me and i am almost 14!!)
When I was little me and my sister believed everything had "spirits" As in everything had a soul. Even the little flowers on our wallpaper. And if anything was thrown out, it would lie in the trash and cry. Because it didn't want to be thrown out. And we had to move it's spirit to something else that was lacking a spirit, so it would be happy again and not cry.
Once my sister's doll had her head broken off and we had to move her spirit to the 'B' on the buger king sign opposite our house so her spirit won't just wander around without a 'body'.
When my little sister and I were about 4-6 years old, we would be scared to death to sleep with stuffed animals. We thought so because we had an irrational fear that the ceiling took our toys and socks at night, because when we would wake up in the morning, they were nowhere to be found. (The toys went on the floor and our socks really just came off while we were sleeping). Once, I even "saw" the ceiling take one of my favorite Barbies.
There were small waterfalls hidden under the floor. If I stepped to close to the border between carpet and regular floor, and there was a waterfall just there, I would fall into it and be whisked away to a tropical island. I was terrified, and sat motionless on the carpet for quite some time. Eventually my mother cured me, by drawing and subsequently burning a picture of a waterfall.
when i was little i used to think that a dragon lived under my stairs and would come out of the stairs and literally burn me to death...everytime i was alone in the dark i would turn the light on and run up the stairs...
I used to watch a lot of spy movies when I was young, so I thought if I pressed certain cabinet handles and doorknobs, a secret door would open somewhere in the house.
when i was 6 or 7 i believed that in highschool there was a class that people could take to learn all those phone numbers made up of letters.
--I thought if I swung hard enough in my swing i could possibly reach an airplane
I used to believe that the red carpet all through our hallway and stairs was the sea , with Jaws living in it. It had gone solid because there was so much blood in it, but Jaws might make it watery again at any time, so I ran every time I had to set foot on it.... :)
top belief!
I had discovered that, the keys I found on the floor did NOT turn my house into a giant fighting robot when I stuck them in the power socket in my room.
So I tried the whole rest of them!
I used to think that panthers lived in our cupboard.
I remember not too long ago my nephew told me he'd seen his step-dad doing naughty things on the sofa. As you imagine I thought the worst and mentioned to my brother in law. He just laughed pointing out that the only thing my nephew had walked in on was him eating a curry. My nephew's never been allowed to eat in the living room and he considered it really NAUGHTY!
I used to believe that there were people living in the walls of your house, and they hated you, and thats why you got shocks when you stuck your finger in the holes!
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