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that if I flapped my arms hard enough, I could get airborne.
When i was younger i thought i had special power like the power ranger and superman and that i could fly so one day i stood on top of my grandmother's dinning room table and jump off thinking i could fly i bust my lip and hurt my wrist and leg (i tryed it again thinking i could use a broom to fly beleving i was a witch)
When I was younger, I would grow quite bored very often and stare and things and if I was at the right angle it would look like I could see through them. And so I went around and boasted that I had X-ray vision for quite a long time actually.
i used to believe that i could fly. i still dont know to this day whether i was imagining it or dreaming it but i have very vivid recollections of fling off my sofa and touching the light on the ceiling. i was so adament that i could do it that i tried to show my nan once and ended up with more than a few bruises after landing hard on the floor. needless to say that my flying days ended there.
When I was in the 4th Grade, my friend and I thought we had magical powers because we had looked up spells on the internet, found on for making it rain, chanted it outside at recess, and of course it started to rain. From that point on we tried many other spells(like giving our teacher the mind of a frog, and so on..) We were totally convinced we were magic.
When a grown up told me they heard about me being naughty or doing well at play school (nursery) I believed they heard me from far away. When some grown ups told me they didn't I then concluded that some grown ups like mum or gran had special powers other grown ups didn't have. I learned the truth soon after.
I thought that my very strict father was telepathic and knew what I was doing all the time. I was terrified he knew when I did something wrong. When I figured out he couldn't, boy did I break loose!
I used to believe that i could talk to the wind and had powers. I would be waiting for my bus and you would hear me talking to no one saying "stop blowing, I'm getting cold!!'. Eventuallly I *convinced* the wind that It shouldn't blow around any more because the poor leaves were getting lost.
When I was 10, I used to believe that I could control and talk to wind and my friend could control water. I used to "direct" the wind and I used to have conversations with the wind.
When I was a kid, I believed I could fly. And oddly enough, I have memories of flying around on the playground at my preschool. So... yeah... maybe I could fly...
We i was 6 I used to believe that when Clark Kent changed into superman he just turned his suit inside out.
I used to believe there was some way to shrink yourself, and I had spent days trying to think of how I'd live normally. I made plans about using broken bits of pencil lead to write (I was in elementary school, obviously), wearing my Kelly dolls' clothes, and how I'd have to move into the hall closet so I wouldn't have to run all the way across my bedroom floor to get around. Also, the stairs would be an adventure every now and then, but mostly my mom would carry be back and forth. I even remember how I was worried about getting married and having kids in this state.
When I found out there was no way for me to become doll-sized, I actually cried. I had such high hopes...
i belive till 7 years old that my father see throught the walls (he know what I done when he back from work,). I never think that my mum told him what i was doing.
I remember thinking that I could float in midair, or at least that I floated one time. I have a distinct memory of floating across a room, and I think it was a particulary vivid dream.
When I was about 8 I used to lie very very still in my bed, and stare at the cieling, untill I had the most fantastic feeling of floating. One night as my eye started to dry out from staring, and I started to fall asleep, I realy felt like I was about 12" away from the cieling. This so startled me that I "fell back onto my bed". I must have jumped about 6" of my bed with shock. For ages i realy believed that I had levitated and ever since I've tried to recreate the feeling, it was great.
I was young and stupid. There was this boy on the bus that I liked and sat next to him everyday. He told me that he was a genie and I believed him! I wanted to put a spell on my brother so he would be nice to me. He said he gave me this wishing spirit or something and I hid it in my bag. I went over to my brother when I came home. I opened my bag and cupped my hands (thinking there was some cool energy stuff in there) and tossed it at him. He just looked at me weird...
I used to believe that when I was younger I was able to fly down the stairs and right into the kitchen. I never understood why I lost that power when growing up.
I used to think I was Wonder Woman! Don't I wish it was so now!
i used to think that my parents could read my mind, and if i thought of something dirty when i was sitting next to them, they would know it, and just not say anything to see if i would think about anymore strange things
i somehow convinced myself if you ate a screw every hour on the hour, on a tuesday, while dancing to mozart's requiem, on the "Day of Wrath" movement, you would get god powers!
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