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one time when I was little, I was watching this show and they were explaining how to tell your left and right. They said that you just look at your hands and which ever one makes an L is your left hand (Your index finger and your thumb)We'll imagine my shock,when they both made an L, except I didn't realize that the L on my right hand was backwards. So I figured which ever "L" looked more like the letter L was the real one, even though they looked the same to me. I was AMAZED at how fast other people knew which one was the 'real one' For months I thought that I was just really stupid, and horrible at telling my left from right!
I always believed that some people could read my mind. I always felt guilty. Sometimes, when I thought someone was reading my mind, flashes of things I didn't want people to know would come into my head, and I'd always think whoever looked at me that moment 'would know.' I'm 15 now, and am still just a *little* paranoid that someone knows what I'm thinking...
When I was little I believed that our world was controlled by giants. They used us as you would a dollhouse. I used to lay on the floor and hide from the window so they wouldn't find me.
I used to believe that i'd grow wings on my back one day like and angel and fly to school every day and sleep on fluffy clouds at night.
When I was young, my best friend and I read Harry Potter. We were intruiged by its mystical allure, and by the time we finished the book, we were convinced that we would get offered places in Hogwarts! Imagine our dissapointment when out 11th birthays came around and the only things we recieved were presents!
when i was about 7ish, i thought people could read my minds. I'd give them a dirty look and think 'i know you can read my mind, so i'm not going to think of anything'. Then i would also sometimes ''tell'' them that i knew exactly what they were also thinking. Hmm....must've confused a couple of people with those looks.....
when i was young i always woundered if my reality wasnt real and that it was someones dream and that it would end when someone else woke up.
When I was a very little, before i started school I truly believed that the whole world or at least what I knew of the world revolved around me. I thought that everything only happened when I was around. I thought when I wasn't there everthing just stopped. One day I stayed home from school and I was shocked and horrified to find out that cartoons were still going on on TV while I was not home. I found out the truth. I ended up with a kind of obsession for a short while of trying to find out what my mom and everyone else did when i was not there. If they were having fun without me.
when i was 10 i memerized the alphabet backwards so just in case someone kidnapped me and they would kill me if i didn't say it!!
I had a dream when I was three that everyone was actually and alien creature with multiple limbs, eyes, ears and such but changed back into human form just as I entered the room. I spent maybe two or three years jumping into rooms to try to catch people before the changed.
When i was about 6 years old i was sitting in my moms car. She took a long time to come out of the house so i read the side view mirrors on her car. For years i thought that "Objects in mirror are closer then they appear" meant that i could finally make mirrors now that i knew what the objects in them were.
When I was about 4 or 5, I used to think that when you drinked Coke that you had to spin around 5 times and yell "I LOVE COKE!!" really loud or the Coke monster will come when you sletp, and eat you up like a BIG cookie, then i asked my parents, my sister, and my friends. They all laughed at me like I was a crazy child! They always asked me if I was dropped on the head when I was a baby and I proudly said "YES"
When I was a kid, I had this innate belief of how colors are ordered that was completely unrelated to my favorite colors. Without exception, this is the order colors go: blue, red, pink, brown, orange, green, purple, yellow, black, white, gray, peach, silver, gold.
I actually have coloring books filled with pages of everything in blue because I convinced myself that I needed to use the crayons in that order too.
I still believe in this system a couple decades later. Why, I don't know.
When I was little, I learned that God was always with you. So then I figured, if God is always with you, everyone who ever died is with you. So I would be afraid to get undressed because I thought that two boys my age were always laughing at my underwear.
I used to believe I had radar for finding public restrooms in places I had never been before. My grandmother used to tell me I had radar built in me to find restrooms and called me "Miss Toilet" after I went to a restroom toilet that was out of order and fixed it so it could work again...funny thing I do that for a living now where I work..
My friend and I used to believe that we could shrink to the size of Polly-Pocket dolls. We would lay down on her driveway and chant for hours "I believe I can shrink to the size of a Polly doll." We didn't get any small, but we really thought we did.
I used to think I smelled wrong, but I figured out it was because we never used dryer sheets.
I believed that the world was a fake world and that I was the subject of some huge study. My parents were in cahoots with the board of scientists who manipulated this fake world to observe my reactions. I believed that my milk was drugged every night so that I would sleep soundly and not discover their weird plot.
I used to & still do to a certain extent believe that I was the ONLY person in the world & I was a prototype human being evaluated, observed at all times and tested to see how I reacted to general life situations and that everyone else was a machine who only became active if I was within a certain radius of them & that once out of that radius just switched off...weird or what...or is that just what they want me to say...mmmmmmmm
Needless to say it freaked me out quite a few times when I thought too deeply about it.
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