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I used to think you could die if you jumped half way down the stairs.
Oh oh, when I was little my mom and dad told me that our garage door could be opened either by pressing the button, or counting to ten. For years I counted to ten to open the door. When I started learning Arabic, the door stopped opening until I counted to ten in Arabic.
What time when I was young, I was cleaning something, and my dad told me to "put a little elbow grease in it". Well, we had a can of some hand cleaner in a can on our washing machine, and on the can was a picture of a guy using his elbow to pump it into his hand...needless to say, I thought that is what he meant for elbow grease. I have never lived that one down!
that garden hoses were made from umbilical cords after babies were born.I saw the twisted cord and thought it looked like twisted garden hose
well...you know the furry stuff that you find in the pot of fake indoor plants. i used to call it sheepy hair and my parents convinced me that it was poisenous. I am still afraid of it to this day and i am 18 years old
When I was about twelve, my family moved into a new house that had a bit of a dirty slough running through the backyard. My younger brother (10 or so at the time) was fascinated by the slough. That is, he was, until I told him that the slough was the source of our drinking water. He believed me for two years.
I used to believe(6) that a nail in my bedroom wall,that had been painted but still had a piece of string hanging on it, would kill me if I ever touched it. We eventually moved house, but, would you believe there was another nail on the wall looking just as creepy. I never touched either.
When I was around 8, I found the knob to the bathroom door all messed up one morning. My father told me that a burgaler had come in the night before and broken into the bathroom. I believed that story for many years. Now, I think he probably broke it himself somehow. He still denies telling me that story, however.
dad shouted upstairs to me and my brother one morning to make sure that we wear our wellies all day around the house as the washing machine had exploded and soaked the carpets.......we did, for a whole day. Little did we know that the washing machine was fine
I have no idea where I got this, but for the longest time I adamently insisted that there was a camera behind the air conditioning grills on the walls. One day, I finally outsmarted whoever was spying on me and changed clothes right next to the wall -- just out of the camera's view.
At the rear of our parents house there was an air brick and if you looked through it, you couls see the furthest air brick in the front of the house. As it was dark, we believed it was another dimension as all we could see were these faint lights !!
At about 4 years old, an old sink was removed from my bedroom and a small hole (about 5cm in diameter) was left in the floor. My mum infomed me that if I put my finger down the hole, I'd dissapear without a trace. I didn't go near it until I was about 8 despite the fact that it had been carpeted over by this point!
When I was younger, I used to think that all the little particles of dust that are in the air that you can see when sun shines on them were killer bees that I had to protect my grandmother from by running and trying to swallow all of them
I used to believe that there was a giant "grabber" living under the house, who'd grabb me if I sat on the windowsill.
Once when I was about 4 my mother called my father at work and they spoke randomly, while I played. She was furious when they hung up and said he could hear me in the "background". For a long time I thought there were microphones in the ground in the backyard of our home that my father could hear me on.
When I was a kid around 8 years old, if I got in trouble...it was called "GO TO YOUR ROOM, YOU ARE IN TROUBLE" My mom, dad and I moved to California. I met friend down the street who was part Chumash Indian. I called one day to see if she could come over to play and her mom said she was "grounded." I was horrifed because I had never heard that term before. All I could imagine was Kathy buried up to her neck in their backyard with birds pecking her eyes out.
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
My mom always told me never to touch the green Mr. Yuck sticker she had on some medicines.
I was full-heartedly convinced he'd bite your finger right off.
I used to believe that my grandma's chandelier would grow wings and chase me and kill me.
I thought I would fall through the cracks in my grandmother's deck.
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