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WHEN I WAS LITTLE, I ONCE LOOKED ON THE LABEL OF MY TEDDY. IT SAID "MADE IN ENGLAND". I AT ONCE ASKED MY MUM WHERE "ENJLAND" WAS, AND BELIEVED IT WAS WHERE THEY MADE THOMAS THE TANK ENGINE.
I always felt as though my stuffed animals had feelings. I knew they weren't alive, but I was afraid that if I spent too much time with one, the others would get jealous. And I never could give any of them away, being afraid that I would hurt their feelings. This was all before Toy Story ever came out as well.
I don't feel that way anymore, except I still can't bring myself to get rid of any of them..
I used to believe that the notice "batteries not included" on a gadget or toy meant that it didn't need batteries - as if it ran on magic or something. I thought toys like that sounded great, and I was bothered that my parents never bought me one.
there was a toy that came out in the shops, it was called car crusherI used to beleive that when u put the cars in the crusher the cars wud actually be crushed coz at the end u get this cube of screwed up metal i was really facinated with it and kept beggin my parents buy it,wernt till years later i found out the truth.
My sister and I used to believe that the tags on stuffed animals' bottoms were "substitute tails," just in case their real tails were to ever fall off.
When I was little my older sister told me that if I was nice to my stuffed animals they would come alive. So I gave them all my candy and had nice conversations with them! I still dont like to throw them away bcuz I feel bad for them! lol
When i was little i thought my stuffed teddy-bear was alive and whenever i wasn't looking it would try to sneak up on me to kill me so i always tried to watch it.
When I was about 4 years old my dad made me watch the Child's Play movie. Before I went to bed EVERY night, I would kiss avery last one of them good night and tell them they were my favorite so they wouldn't come and kill me in my sleep.
When I was littler I used to think that my barbie dolls were alive and that they had parties and they were like toy story people and that the army guys shot the other dolls and they somehow recovered.
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When I was a little kid my brother told me if you could swing all the way around on the swing set you would turn inside out.
i used to have numerous amounts of teddies at the end of my bed. At night i would give each and every one a kiss because i didn't want any of them to feel left out or that any of them were my favourite
I believed that an evil version of Mickey Mouse lived under my bed, and when i was asleep my good version of Mickey Mouse would have wars against the evil one. One day i found my good Mickey had been kicked out of bed and lying face down on the floor! this was it for me, the evil Mickey had won and i had to sleep on the couch for the next few weeks in terror that i was next! Or until i was certain that the other toys in my room had won the battle.
when I was five I saw toy story and was convinced that my toys were alive so I'd talk to them and one time I left a video camera in my room while my family and I were gone and hope I'd catch them on tape but when they didn't move I thought it was because they knew I left a camera I believed this untill 2nd grade
When my Mom taught me to play the card game "War", she told me the higher card wins. So I thought that meant the person who put their card higher up on the table was the winner. It made me mad that she kept taking all the cards, when it was clear mine were "higher".
I used to believe my stuffed animals would be sad, lonely and cold if they didn't get to sleep next to me. I'd rotate them every night so that they all had a turn to be warm and would not be the ones to fall out of bed. Even the ones I didn't like very much would get a turn.
When I was little I used to think that everything had feelings. Even inadimate objects. Before I went to bed I would spend at least a half hour saying goodnight to every object in my room, my stuffed animals, my bed, my bookshelf, all of my little trinkets and toys. I was afraid that if i missed one they would feel left out and wouldn't like me anymore.
When I was younger, I used to believe that my toys and really all "inanimate objects" were all sentient. I would talk to anything in my room from time to time to let it know I appreciated it. I also strongly believed that, contrary to what everyone told me, things can, and do, just disappear on occasion, or get up and walk away of their own accord. Now that I'm older, of course, I know that it's true.
When I was younger I used to kiss whatever stuffed animal was on my bed goodnight, but then I started thinking about all the other stuffed animals I had...they didn't get goodnight kisses!! So I used to kiss my hand a billion times and then blow all the kisses all over my room so that all of my stuffed animals could have one, and that way they wouldn't feel bad!
I used to believe that my sister's dolls had a crush on me. So whenever I had to go in her room to vacuum or clean, I would always try not to make eye contact with them so they wouldn't think I liked them back
When I was a little girl, my parents would sometimes tape record my voice just for fun ... and probably also to preserve the sound of my little voice for when I got older, so that I could hear what it sounded like. :) Anyway, one day my mom and I were playing and she had me speak into the tape recorder just for fun. She played it back to me, and I was *so* confused ... I asked her who the little boy was inside the machine. I thought that there was actually someone inside there talking. She said, "That's you!" I didn't believe her. :)
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