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First I believed that my parents were brother and sister. Then I thought that my dad was also my mums dad.
our grandfathers bald head was because our granmother pulled it out when she got mad at him
A few years ago my younger sister tried to tell me that I was adopted. I pointed out that since she doesn't have a baby album and I do (with two little kids you don't have much time to put together the younger one's album), if either of us were adopted she was the one. She persisted though, so I got fed up with it after a while and told Mom that my sister was yanking my chain. Mom thought we were talking about the treefrog that Dad had just accidentally smashed in the front door (getting its innards everywhere), so she said, "It's true!" I started to cry until she said, "He had to clean the guts off the porch!"
That was when I was about eighteen. I'm twenty-one now. Pretty sad, eh?
I thought my mom was bullsh*tting when she said my Grandma and Grandad where her parents. I really didn't comprehend it.
i used to believe that my grandparents on my father's side were both my parents' parents. I only worked out that this would mean my parents were brother and sister when i was about 10.
I used to believe that I was part of my family but it turns out thnat i am adopted, and now i have no contact with my "mum" or "dad"!
I believed that my Mum and Dad got divorced because he snored too loudly.
It was a long while before i found out that it wasn't my mums bed he snored too loudly in.
Whenever I was about to be smacked for doing something naughty (which was quite often) I used to cover my closed eyes with my hands. I used to think because I couldn't see my mum or dad, they couldn't see me..therefore they couldn't smack me!!...eerrrr how wrong was I?
My Grandad used to tell me that he had a twin brother - he used to show me a passport photo of himself and say that it was his brother. When I asked why I had never met him, he said that he lived too far away!
My Grandad used to tell me and my brother that he had a donkey living in his shed. He always had a plausible excuse for us not being able to 'visit' it. He used to pretend to take carrots out to it and one day showed my brother a squashed toy car 'that the donkey had stood on!
When I was very young, my dad said to me and my brother: 'Jon is my son and Lindy is my daughter'. I then adamantly replied, 'no, I'm the moon!'
I truly believed that everyone's dad was called Dave.
Not one of mine, but my younger brother David, who, after studying the family's reference books asked us all what an Encyclopsida was for.
My brother used to think that boys had blue eyes and girls had brown eyes. This is the way it is in my family (including grandparents), so it makes sense!
I used to believe that all men had blue eyes and were left handed and all women had brown eyes and were right handed. Hey, that's how it was in my family!
When I was six, my dad (I now know jokingly) told me I was adopted. I believed it for a decade until we had a row about something completely unrelated that climaxed in my screaming "YOU DON'T CARE BECAUSE I'M ADOPTED!" Ugh!
when we were young my gran threatend to call the man with the van with the yellow wheels, who would come to take us away
my sister thought that when people came to stay with us - friends, family, etc - they actually slept in the same bed as our parents. She then drew pictures of this at school when asked to describe what had happened at home that week.
My mum told me and my brother that we were adopted and that our real mothers were witches. Thanks mum.
my uncle got sent to prison on the Isle of Wight. I thought that he had been sent into exile.
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