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I used to like lying in front of our fake fire to keep myself warm (not a fan of cold weather), and i used to lie really close. My brother told me that my spine would melt if i kept doing this. And again i still feel uncomfortable doing this :P
Until I was probably in 3rd grade, I planned on having a force-field a la Star Wars around my home when I grew up :-)
My great-aunt and uncle used to live near a municipal airport. The beacon light was right next to their property line, so I thought there was an on-off switch for that light somewhere in their house. I thought it was my great-aunt's responsibility to turn that beacon light on at night.
That Elmer, the glue mascot was some kind of gnome or troll or something, I didn't look close enough and realize he was a bull!
When I was younger my brother would chase me around with the vacuum cleaner, threatening me that it could eat me whole.
To this day, I still believe him.
I used to believe that if something was moved from its proper place and not put back it would get really moody and wouldn't work!
Of course, it turns out now that I actually have OCD, so maybe this was an early sign?
When I was a kid, my dad would warn us not to break the TV screen because it would implode. I didn't know what implode meant, so I assumed he meant explode. I was often afraid to sleep near it, because I thought it would blow up.
When I was about 6 years old, my mom would tell me that if I wore my rubbers in the house, I would go blind. I would take them off on the porch because I was scared to death to step in the doorway. I realize now that she didn't want me to track mud in the house.
When i was young and i stayed with my gran i used to think there was monkeys on the roof, this is because there was wires hanging down which came half way down the window then bent up again making the shape of a monkeys tail.
When I was really little, I was like 2 and I thought tthat if you snuck out of bed to go to the bathroom than the numbers in the digital clocks (I had one in the bathroom) woud pop out and "take you away" An I called it "the systen" (not a typo) I don't know where that thught came from
When i was about 3 i thought that if i jumped on the bed the bed would crash through to the basement because of a story my babysitter read to me.
When I was 2 or 3, and still in a crib, I saw little pink&purple(my fav.colors then) dots all around me, and I thought they were little things protecting me. I finally realized at age 11 that it was just of the lighting in my room.
I used to believe that if I stood on a black tile (we had checkered tiled in my house) that I would trigger a trap (e.g. boulder, knives flying through the air ect.) i always used to dodge around them.
When I was very small, around 2-4 years old, I had several night terrors that my parents night stand (to which I referred to as "The Box") came into my room, climbed onto my bed, and stared at me. Those night stands scared me till I was nearly ten years old.
I used to believe that I ad to keep my feet off the floor - either by sitting or standing on the furniture, or else some kind of monster would grab me.
I also thought that when I was in bad I had to tuck the quilt up under my feet so nothing could grab hold of them and drag me away, and that monsters could get me through th gap if my curtains weren't totally closed.
Sometimes I still do all of those things when I'm feeling insecure, and I'm 26 now lol!
At my house, whenever the furnace kicked on, it would make a really loud noise. When I was little I used to believe that if i was in the hall right next to it when it went on, ghosts or demons would come out. I remeber once screaming in terror because it came on when i was in the hall. I always made sure it sounded before i went to the bathroom or anything.
I use to believe that if you went through a door you had to go back thru it backwards or else you would get traped in another dimetion.
When I was little I used to believe that when you moved out of your house, you switched houses with the family that moved into your old house. And that homeless people were people no one switched houses with.
when i was little my dad would hold the end of my blanket, then wave it in the air before letting it settle down on top of me. i honestly believed until i was about 8 that if i held on, i would go waving in the air too.
Being very, very gullible, I listened to my brother when he said that shaving cream was actually soap. I thought that was true for a few years, until my mother started yelling about where it was all going. I gave up on washing with it.
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