i'm different

The summer after I turned eleven, I had recently read the Harry Potter books. The whole summer I waited for my letter from Hogwarts to come. ... It didn't.

Anon

My FRIEND thought he was a wizard and going to Hogwarts a few years ago...FRIEND

AnonyMoose

A while ago, I believed that my thougths were displayed outloud, and things I pictured were projected above my head. I felt guilty about thinking during church services and during moments of silence because I thought that people could hear me. I soon tried everything to not think mean things!

feelinnfhapps

i used to belive that everyone could read my mind but i couldnt read theres, whenever i caught myself thinking somthing bad i would try to clear my mind.... weird hu? it waz kinda creepy to

the dumb one of the group

i swear on all that's holy, until i was around 13 or so, i used to believe that really truly one day a dragon would just burst out of the sky, lift me up, and carry me off to the world i was *really* supposed to be living in.

andrea

When I was little I used to think that if I brushed my teeth more than twice a day I would turn into a toothbrush.

toothy

Up until I was 7 or so I believed that I was really a princess. I believed that my family was in exile or something. No one ever said anything to support this bizarre belief... I just have an over active imagination!

Rose

I found a copy of "Kidnapped" by Robert LOuis Stevenson in my parents book cupboard and for ages thought I had been kidnapped by my parents.....not realising that the book was a work of fiction rather than a manual on how to steal children.

sam

When i was a kid (3-4 years old) i had this orange piece of cloth that my mom gave me and i wore it around my back and i believed it was my cape and i had superpowers.

Mike m

When I was about 4 years old and in preschool I would envy the children with sticky, clammy hands. Mine were always dry and I felt weird.

Nadezhda

I used to believe when I was little that I was the only person that could talk to the wind. I would go into a little corner outside and make whispering noises at the sky...All the other kids believed me!

HeadInTheClouds

I used to belive that everyone else could read my mind but i couldn't read theirs'. I was very creeped out by this, and so whenever i found myself thinking mean things around someone i would attempt to clear my mind. Crazy, huh?

Laura

wen i was little (scratch that maybe i wasnt quite so little - maybe 12) i used to believe that everyone in the world knew something really huge and inmportant that i didnt know. i felt so paranoid and angry that none of my friends had decided to tell me. i went around for ages eavesdropping on people to see if theyd accidentally mention it in my prescence.

overactive imagination

Believe or not, but once in elementary school, the theory came to my mind about that I am in fact just member of group of the caveman fighting day by day with Ice Age, and all I've remembered throughout whole life was just dream, and I afraided that I can suddenly wake up and realize that whole XX century world (and whole world up from Ice Age) was just my dream which I would explain then to the rest of cavemans, and they would consider my as crazy by their ugha-bugha....

Walkin' the elvenpath

when i was younger, i was CONVINCED that i had a twin sister who went with me everywhere. i always talked to my older brother about this, and one day he "told on me" & told my mom that i was lying about having a twin sister. when she asked me what her name was, i said Bridget. its funny how that became my confirmation name back in 8th grade..

kerry-ohio

I used to be ashamed of the fact that I saw spots after seeing a bright light. I thought I was the only person to ever experience it.

sm

i used to believe that my body was actually in the real world, i just couldn't see it. I believed that everything in this world was a figment of my imagination. I thought that i was really in a mental hospital in the real world and scientists were studying me to try to find out about the world i thought i lived in. I used to pick something up (a pencil for example) and wonder whether i'd grabbed the scientist's pen, or some other object, or whether i was just holding air. I used to wonder what they thought of my conversations too... since they could only hear my side of them. And i worried when i went to sleep in case they got bored of me and threw me out...

i was a strange child...

Jane