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when i was younger. i had this fear of dark rooms. i would always run through the room straight to the light switch. i would always think someone/thing was just behind me about to grab me so i would switch on the light and whip around. sometimes i find myself still doing it. lol.
One night late on my mum decided to vacuum the lounge. My sister told my brother and I that she was doing so because it was Hoover McDonald Day; and that if we went to anyone elses house right at that moment we'd find all the mums doing the same
This is one from my daughter, I used to make her stand in the corner if she missbehaved, OOOOOh I hear you all say!
anyway she always said that when she grew up and owned her own house it would be round - with NO corners!
I use to believe if I ran over the cord when vacumming it would explode I still cringe every time I accedently run it over
I used to believe everything was alive, absolutly everything. Chairs, tables, carpet, even cooked vegetables. I used to cry when things broke or I had to throw out little things like paper or pencils. So I hoarded everything until my mom came in with this big garbage bag and cleaned everything up. To this day i still get upset when people throw around objects and sometimes (this is crazy) I still even talk to them.
My sister used to believe that a three-piece suite was a sofa with three seats on it. She believe this until the age of 24.
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.
when i was about 6, and my dads boss would call our house my dad would turn the television down i thought he was trying to make the living room sound bigger, to impress his boss.
my grandma had a cupboard upstairs and one directly beneath it dwnstairs. my sister and cousin tld me th@ this was the boogie mans lift & thn 2 prove it they got in but when i ran dwnstairs they wernt ther so i ran bak upstairs n the cupboard was empty, when i got dwnstairs again i saw them coming out of the "lift" and for ages was convinced that it was an actual lift!
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 :)
My mom has a light switch in her bedroom that doesn't work. When I was a child, I believed that it you accidentaly flick the switch, and don't get it back to normal in 10 seconds, that our whole hose would blast into outerspace and have aliens fight over it. I knew I shouldn't have watched Star Wars...
I thought when you moved-like to a new house- your house would sprout legs and....move. When my parents told us we were moving I kept woundering what kind of shoes it would wear. I was really small, needless to say.
i used to believe i could parachute frome the couch down to the floor with a trash bag
and ended up with a bunch of bruises
When my mom bought a dishwasher I wondered how the dishes was cleaned... My mom told me that inside of the dishwasher there were several Swedish men who cleaned all the dishes for hand!
I used to see those tags on pillows and mattresses that said "Under penalty of law this tag is only to be removed by the consumer" and I thought it meant you would go to jail if you took off the tag yourself instead of taking it to a place where I imagined a guy with a pair of scissors at a 'Consumer' office cutting them off. My dad nearly fell over laughing when I explained it to him this way after freaking out when I saw him cut the tag off a new pillow.
i grew up in a big house, and anytime i was alone at one end of the house i would begin singing as loud as i could.....not because i loved singing, but because i thought singing out loud would show the monsters that someone may come and save me if the suddenly appered to eat me and i stoped singing.
i remember having my friend danny over and telling him about how my dad had a special drink that made u irrisistably attractive to women... it was his aftershave...
When my sister was about five, she overheard my parents talking about the drafts in our house. I guess she must have misheard them, because when her teacher was teaching them about animals and mentioned giraffes, my sister insisted that she had a bunch of giraffes at home. She held to it steadfast, and couldn't be convinced otherwise.
When I was 3 years old, my sister and I used to play in the basement of our old house, where my parents had built a play area. However, when my sister was fed up playing with me, she would want to be left alone, but soon discovered that I wasn't that easy to get rid of!
So she told me that there was a colony of wild, vicious, ferral cats living in our guest bedroom, and that they would attack me if I went in. When she was tired playing with me, and wanted to read, she would then retire to the guest bedroom and get undisturbed reading time in peace and quiet.
I was terrified of the guest bedroom. This belief was exploded when my mother tried to take me in there - I can't remember what for - and I cried and struggled and protested. She asked me what was wrong, and I told her that the wild cats would kill me. Where on earth did you get that idea, she asked - and a huge smile formed on her face as I told her it was my sister, and she realised for the first time just how clever and cynical kids could be!
I still remember being scared of the room after, and quite resentful of my sister!
When I was little (and for far too long into my childhood) I believed that my house was a giant's doll house, and my friends and family were being moved around by the giant girl who owned us. We only went to bed because the giant girl's mommy told her to stop playing. Every time we went someplace new, I was really excited because that meant that the giant girl's family got richer and bought her add-ons for her doll house!
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