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I remember thinking if I can contorl what Barbies can do, that something was controling what humans cans to. ...from going the bathroom and eating. I even thought that some thing was moving our arm to brush my hair!
heh, when i was 3/4, i had a (not-so-serious) hearing problem. I found it fairly muffled when anyone talked normally so i kept asking them to speak up.
I had Grommets put in because the tunnel of the ear had collapsed very slightly, deafening me a bit.
The night after having the grommets put in (i was 5 at the time) i had folded my ear just before i went to sleep. I swore that i could hear garden gnomes climbing up the stairs to turn me into a gnome.
I had this idea for a very long time (up until I was 7). In this time every P.E. lesson I had, I would practice standing as still as possible, acting like a garden gnome.
When I was about 4, I was coninced that I was part cat. I would walk around the house on my hands and knees and meow. If someone told me that I wasn't really part cat, I would throw a fit!
when i was a kid i was convinced i was different from everyone else, after seeing the movie D.A.R.Y.L. I was convinced I was a robot, but after a while i decided i wasn' t, so it must be something else, then i realised (since I was raised a christian) that i must be the third coming of Christ (I also believed that a second Christ had existed around the year 1000), until I was about 12 when the Angel Gabriel didn't come and tell me my mission. I am now an atheist.
When I was about 11 years old I became very good friends with my new next door neighbor. Together we'd tell eachother secrets and girl talk, (all that good stuff.) Well, she told me that she was secretely half wolf, half human. She said whenever there was a full moon she'd actually turn into one. I was a little suspicious at first, but it seemed like the more she told me she was, the more I actually believed her. I believed her, but once my suspicions came back...I knew I was being way too gullible! That same summer about a month later I asked her if she was really telling the truth, she laughed and said that she was joking. She couldnt believe I actually believed her!
When I was little I had a terrifying thought..."What if I'm the only person that has this voice in their head..." For a couple of weeks I went around trying to figure out if people thought about things in their head or if they would wait and talk out loud in private.
now don't read this unless you want to be thoroughly confused: i used to believe that, because i didn't know what other people were thinking and feeling, and they didn't know what i was thinking or feeling, it was perfectly reasonable to assume that everybody was the same person, really. i remember understanding my reasoning... wish i could now, bet it would make my life a whole lot more interesting...
I had myself convinced that everyone sees colours differently. Like, just because I see something as the colour orange, maybe to someone else the colour orange looks like what the colour blue looks like to me. Etc etc.
I out-logiced myself as I couldn't figure out what colour is the TRUE colour for being a certain colour. So I decided that the way I see colours is correct becuase the name of the colour sounds nice with the colour that I see.
When I think about it, I still can't reason that out properly, and I'm 18!
In some part of my childhood I really used to believe that i was different & didn't belong to earth & maybe had some magical powers which could help me rule all the kids so that I can be their princess!!!
My brothers and sister were evil. When I was a child, they told me I was born in a cabbage patch, and they had the birht certificate to prove. When they showed me the certificate, it looked pretty official to me, being a kid, so I believed, until I was over and I found the 'certificate'. It was a leftover Cabbage Patch certificate my sister had from her dolls. They wrote my name on it and signed it. I was so decieved! lol.
My friend thought he ran on batteries and doctor visits were to put in new batteries.
well when i was younger maybe 9 or 10 i used to believe that i was the only one in the world and that everyone else was fake and that they only excisted when i was around.. and when i would use the phone i wouln't be talking to them it would just be their voice ..
Well when me and my friends were little kids we use to believe in our backyard a elf lived their and wanted us to go on a special mission to save the world from aliens. We though everyone was aganist us and we would use to be scared to walk aloe. We were pretty dumb
i used to bileive i would never die. When i was a little girl, i thought life was this really great thing created for me, and everything happened to amuse or to make me sad.. i thought i wouldnt die like everybody else! Its a pretty strange and self-centered belief!
I had a crush on this girl once and it was only when I first saw her home, that I realized that other people actually exist on the planet besides myself; I thought that once I could no longer see them, they just waited until I came back into their life and would continue until I left again.
When I was around ten, I seriously believed that everything JK Rowling wrote was true.
I actually wrote a letter to Hagrid asking him to take me to Hogwarts!
Needless to say, when the letter didn't come I was depressed for about a week.
And nobody could understand why!
When mom left me at neighbours and ran errands and came back, she used to say
-I know you were up to some mischief
and when I asked how in the world she knew she said
-Because I have a special wristwatch and I can see you there.
I used to believe that, so much so that I remember sitting like stone, motionless one day. When she came back and said the exact same thing, I understood the whole scheme.
when i was little, i thought i could tell the future by looking at shapes of clouds.
I'm Caucasian, but when I was about four or five and people would ask me what I wanted to be when I grew up I said, "An Indian." I really believed that just because I wanted it, it could happen. What I really liked about the idea of being an Indian was getting to wear my hair in long, dark braids and wear beads.
Whenever i was naughty, my mom would say i wasn't allowed to have my ice-cream or dessert after dinner that night. i would become so distraught that i would tell her i was going to run away, and then i would run up to my room and write her a note saying i wasn't ever coming back, and then just go hide in our little cupboard under the stairs. After years of experience, my mom now knows exactly where to find me. XD
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