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I used to believe, because of watching cartoons, that I could spin my legs around fast enough that they would look like wheels and could run really fast. I also thought, because of watching cartoons also, that I could jump and stay in the air for a few seconds then run.
When I was 6, my friend told me that her dad could walk from planet to planet. I imagined her 70 year old dad making big steps from one planet to another and I could not understand how such a small man could do so. Obviously, I did not put much thought into it, but I became really afraid of my friend's dad from then on.
I had a recurring dream as a child that I could breathe through my ears under water, something like gills. I spent hours on the bottom of the swimming pool trying to prove it (obviously only a minute or two at a time!). I was very disappointed when I found I couldn't.
I believed for quite a while that if you couldn't see, you couldn't be seen. Also, everything (to this day) is less scary if watched through a small space. read: a tiny crack in the blanket thats wrapped tightly around your head. :D
I still believe that if I really concentrate, I can stop my heart from beating.
I used to believe...If you ate sunflower seeds you could read somebody's mind...LOL
I used to believe that I was a Supertwin, like Superman, from Krypton. The reason I kept hurting myself and got ill was because the house and my bunkbed and everything had been made out of Kryptonite. I would play this game with my twin constantly, and we both believed it. I always asked my mum why she hadn't told me she was an alien. I still pretend I can fly sometimes.
I used to belive that I could fly, but that I could only prove it in front of a lot of people... I used to imagine myself launching myself off the stage in school assembly. Glad I never tried it.
I used to believe that there was a television screen in the back of my head, and the students sitting behind me could see what I was thinking.
I used to believe that I could figure out about different people, dead or alive, by talking to the leaves on the trees.
when I was younger I thought parents could read your mind and you could not lie to them so I was freaked out when I was lying.
My dad took a tennis ball, told me to look in the air, and pretended to throw it, but kept it in his hand. I thought he threw really hard and fast so I couldn't see the ball go into outer space.
spawned from a dream no doubt, in junior school, i was convinced i could put my hand through things, suchas the top of my lunch box, tables etc, just took a little concentration. the dream was so real i can still remember the feel of the top of my lunch box on the sides of my hand as i pushed it through.
When I was in the first or second grade a bunch of my playground friends told me that if I could kiss the tip of my elbow that it would change me from a girl into a boy. But needless to say after 32 years I can only rub my perfume onto the inside of my elbow!
I used to believe that I could move things with my mind. I'd sit for hours trying to break glasses or anything really. It never worked though
No matter how often I proved to myself I couldn't fly, every time I had a dream about flying I'd be convinced it was possible all over again. There's just some simple secret thing I'd have to do first-- usually a certain way of bending a leg or kicking just right.
I must have particularly vivid flying dreams, because I still fall back into this way of thinking after nearly every one. Sometimes for a few hours after I'm up and about!
For a short while when I was young, I thought I could breathe underwater. I would swollow a lot of water I thought I was breathing.
When I was 6yrs old I tied to pieces of cardboard to my arms, climbed my brick wall in my back yard while my dog was watching, stood up with tears in my eyes as I said good bye to my dog Brandie and my home, then...jumped and flew away as I closed my eyes, only to be ubruptly brought back into reality by the sound and pain of my body hitting the dirt floor underneath me, as my dog Brandie sat back and watched as if she had front row seats.
After watching the movie Matilda, I believed that I had the power to move things with my eyes, like her. All I had to do was learn to use them. I would always try to lift a spoon or tip over a cup just by looking at it. I even tried thinking about all the times my parents were "mean" to me to bring out the power (Matilda did that too)!
I used to believe that Superman got his powers from wearing a cape. Anyway, that's why I was always tying a beach towel around my neck and running around the house like a crazy person.
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