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This is not exactly my belief but more of my sister's:
When she was really young, she thought that a person's sibling is the one they will get married to.
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I used to think, until I was about 11, that when my parents told me to go to bed, they were trying to get me out of the way so they could invite their friends over and have a big party. I based this on the fact that I always heard the clink of dishes downstairs when I listened. A few times I actually went downand saw them putting away the dishes, but I thought that was all part of the plot to hide it from me. I felt so glad when I "figured it out"!!
When I was about 3, I began to wonder why my mom would want to spend all that time taking care of me, and thought maybe she was just putting on an act, that she was really a witch and she would eventually come clean and make me her slave. I used to sneak into her room when she was sleeping, expecting to see a black witch hat on her head.
When my little sister would make me angry, I used to tell her that the gypsies left her on the doorstep, because even the gypsies didn't want her. She believed me for many years!
Being the fifth child and only girl in the family my brothers would tell me that my parents had ordered me from the Sears catalog and that they had overheard Mom and Dad talking about having me returned to Sears/ They always assured me that if I would help with their chores they would beg Mom and Dad not to return me!
I used to believe that my family had a party when I went to sleep. I would hate falling asleep thinking they are all out there having fun without me!!
My sister was born when I was 7. My parents asked me and my male cousin, who was a year younger than I was, to be my sister's godmother and godfather. I assumed and believed for years that this meant that when I grew up I'd have to marry my cousin (since obviously the godmother should be married to the godfather!).
When I was about 3 or 4 I used the word 'adult' for the first time. Shortly thereafter my dad called me into his room. He said I was in trouble. When I asked what I had done he replied "You know what you did". I was then sent to my room to think about what I had done. The only thing I could reason was that 'adult' was a bad word. I refused to say the word 'adult' until about the 4th grade when another kid said 'adult' in front of a teacher and the principal. When he didn't get in trouble I then did a few experiments. I said "Adult" around some kids who would laugh at bad words. They didn't laugh. I then said "adult" in the coah's hearing and he didn't respond. I have still to figure out why my dad got mad at me that day when I was 3 or 4.
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Until I was about four years old, I believed that my older half-sister was actually my cousin. We shared the same father, but she lived with her mother several states away. All but one of my cousins at the time were older than me (none the same age), and we only saw them once every few months (or even years), the same frequency that we saw her. When she came for a visit that year, I said something about her being my cousin. My mother looks at me strange and goes, "No, sweetie, she's your sister." This confused me, because all of my little friends lived with their siblings in the same house, but my sister lived far away. My mother explained it to me, but I didn't become totally un-confused until it hit me later until the concept of divorce was explained further.
I used to think that your cousins are your cousins only until they're 21, then they become your aunt,or uncle!
When I was little and I asked my mom what year she was born in, she would consistently and earnestly answer 1961. My dad was born in 1950, and was forthcoming about it. For some reason, I mentally created two categories of grown-ups: "Young" (born 1950 or later) and "Old" (born anytime before 1950), and I was thrilled that both my parents were "young." Imagine my horror when my mom started telling me the real year she was born: 1948. I was probably 8 or 9 by then, and I refused to believe her for at least two more years until I was doing a family tree for school and I demanded she tell me the truth so I could get a good grade. Oddly enough, she's a high school teacher and most of her students refuse to believe she's in her 50s, so maybe it's not just me!
I used to think that all dads were older than moms. I think this was because both my grandpas were older than my grandmas and all my friends' dads were older than their moms. The thing is, my mom is two years older than my dad! I was relieved when I found this out, because I always got along better with boys at school who were younger than me.
When I was 4, I had a blue ball, I asked my mom who's it was, she said it was "The Family's" for a while, I thought "The Family" where some creeps who lived somewhere near my house.
I'm a girl. When I was a little kid, I always used to think I could be a dad when I grew up!
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I used to think that a baby shower was when the mommy took a shower with her new baby son/daughter, and everyone came to watch.
When i was about 3 or 4, my mom once jokingly pretended to be a baby and said i was now her mommy and i thought she was serious, that in some strange way i was now her mother and she was now my baby daughter. I became hysterical and bawled my eyes out. Of course, she never did that again!
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When i was little, aboout 4 years old, my 11 year old brother would terrorize me by telling me he could turn me into a frog using a cereal carton to get me to do his bidding. I would tell him i didn't believe him, but then he would sit me on a chair and start muttering gibberish while waving the box around. I would get hysterical and do whatever he wanted me to.
When I was very young I managed to convince myself my mother had another family, and whenever she went to work she actually lied and went to visit her other family and her other children! I had a very over-reactive imagination XDDDDD
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I used to think that one day, my family would suddenly become broke, and we would have nowhere to live or nothing to eat. So, every morning on my way out the front door, I would pick some flower petals from our front yard as a "back-up food supply. I think I was in preschool.
when I was a kid, I used to believe that only girls could be my friends and all other boys were my brothers.
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