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When I was bad, my mother used to threaten to sell me to the Gypsies. I didn't know really what Gypsies were, but somehow I mixed them up with Jewish people. I lived in an area that had a LOT of Jewish people and whenever Saturday came around and they were walking to temple, I used to hide so they wouldn't come and get me.
anonymous
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I used to believe that my Uncle was Noel Edmonds. He isn't but I used to think that was his job and he couldn't tell anybody.
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my brother and sister (6 and 7 years older than I) convinced me at age 5 that I was an insta-baby. they said that mom had gone to Brookshires (a local grocery store) and gotten me out of the gumball machine. They went into great detail telling me how she put me in the bathtub and added water to make me. Then they told me that she had forgotten to add water to the insta-brain and it fell out. Needless to say, they told me that I would never know as much as them because I had no brain. Being the impressionable child I was, I used to say " It's not my fault! I don't have a brain! Carrie and Rick told me!"
TxCherub113
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When I was very young, my Dad was in the Navy. Naturally I spent a good deal of time asking where my Daddy was. My mother put a big picture of him onthe coffee table, so I could see him all the time, and told me "This is your Daddy." When my dad finally returned from his cruise, and we met him at the docks, I refused to talk to him, saying only "This isn't MY daddy. MY daddy's at home, on the coffee table." I believe that the picture itself was my dad.
Jupiter
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My father used to tell me he had rubber legs. I was at least 10 at the time and knew it couldn't be true, but because I regarded him as an absolutely reliable fount of all knowledge, and because he stuck religiously to the story (and was completely deadpan), I was never quite sure!
Niall
I used to believe that all black people were cousins. I lived in a small town and every one of the black children that went to my school were related.
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When I was little my father would tell my sister and me that if a boy kisses you your nose would fall off. I learned he was lying when a oy kissed me on the chhek
saphire
When my sister and I were younger I would tell her she was adopted because she was dark skinned and I'm fair skinned. She finally learned the truth at age 10
My grandfather had a rather round middle, he told all the grandkids that he got that way by eating a whole dinosaur's leg...
we believed every word of it!
:-)
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I was three years old when JFK was assassinated. Though I don’t remember it, I knew it made an impression on me.
My uncle Joe was about 15 years older than me and he lived at my grandmother's house. Joe was kind of a wild fella back then, always getting into trouble. He also had hunting rifles in the house. I was afraid of the guns, but was fascinated with the big scope attached to one of them.
Once when I was five or six I got up the courage to look through that scope. I was totally amazed and intrigued with the crosshairs that I saw superimposed on what I looked at through the scope.
Some time after that I was reading through a book my parents had about the Kennedy assassination. To my absolute horror, the book contained (what I later realized was) a photographic re-enactment of the shooting as seen by the assassin. The picture showed a limousine from behind, with people in it and a man I knew was supposed to be Kennedy. The photo was shot through a scope like my uncle’s, and the crosshairs were aimed directly at the back of Kennedy’s head.
In my young mind, I could only draw one conclusion: My cousin Joe had killed President Kennedy.
'duardo
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I feel really stupid now.....but when I was in the second grade, my mom had been in the hospital so many times and came home with a baby every time. This time my father was in the hospital and I thought for sure he was going to bring home yet another baby.
Angie
When I was little, I believed my little brother looked the way every boy in the world should look, and if they didn't look like him, they weren't perfect.
boy that changed quick...
Shauna
If a man wore his shirt out, I thought his wife was going to have a baby.
My husband had an old uncle with a wooden leg, and taht uncle told all the kids in the neighborhood that a little bird lived in his peg. My husband believed him.
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i used to believe that my parents were really kidnappers. I believed that they had kidnapped me from my real family back in Denmark. I also believed that they, my parents, had taken me to Canada in order to hide and keep me safe from some sort of harm.
I used to think that my parents were aliens and I would block their thoughts by holding my breath. My mom looked at me al red-faced and asked me what was wrong and seemed to care, so I didn't think she was an alien anymore.
TomG
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When I was a kid I hated to go to bed. I was the youngest, and I was convinced that my family would wait for me to go to bed and then they would have a party without me.
Liz
I have an older brother, and when we were younger my dad would always say to us when we would misbehave, "Your older brother and sister used to do that....and you don't see them here anymore, do you?"
For years we believed that we had an older brother and sister that misbehaved, and my parents got rid of them. Needless to say, we were little angels!!
Cousin Jay would say he could pick us kids up by our ears. When I was 5, I finally caught on to the trick. He'd slip his arms under our armpits and then grab our ears and lift.
Joan
My Uncle Joe used to tell me he'd squash me like a bug....and then ask me to come hug him. I really believed he'd squash me.
Joan
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