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when i was ten, a neighbor told me that all cabbage patch dolls had a word written on one of their feet. these words would say things like "cancer" or "death". then, if you bought one of the ones that said something on their foot, it would happen to you! i believed this until i was 13, when i actually had the guts to pick one up and look at its foot..
i thought toys and stuff animals were alive but they just held there breath and didnt blink till you were gone then they would all start talking and i thought they had to go to some school so they could learn how to go the whole day without blinking or moving at all, so i would walk out of the room with all my stuff animals on my bed then I would sneak in and hope to see them all moving ....
i also used to be very careful not to drop them or roll over on them cuz i thought it would hurt/kill them!!!
My best friend told me that she had a Ken doll that could actually move and talk, and that it was always trying to have sex with her Barbie doll (who was apparently normal and couldn't move.) I desperatly tried to convince my parents to buy one so I could see them have sex.
I used to think that when I wasn't looking, my stuffed animals would talk about me behind my back, or have parties, but when I looked at them they returned to the exact same position they were in before.
I believed for a very long time that my Barbies would wait until I left the room to get up play about by themselves. I would open the door really fast , and swear that I caught a glimpse of them moving .I made frequent spying attempts under the door, through the closet door handles, and into boxes. I thought this from the ages of about 6 to 10
As I child each night before I went to sleep I would pack all my stuffed animals under my comforter. I thought that if someone broke into my house and tried to attack me, the animals would come to life and protect me. And if that failed I could convince te attacker that it was a huge scary dog.
There used to be a contest on the back of the Sunday Comics every week for kids - you would color the pic and send it in...they advertised the prizes, i.e. 50 barbie dolls, 30 tops, 25 toy cars, etc.
And I always was amazed and in awe that if I won I would win that many prizes and why did they send one person so many of the same thing! Unfortunately I never did win but it was many years before I figured that the numbers were the TOTAL of the various prizes they awarded! DUH!
I used fantasize more than believe that taking my Girlsworld (makeup head)to bed was a substitute for James Bond, many along nights i spent kissing Roger Moore... I must be twisted a six year old kissing a 50+, isn't there a name for that???
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
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 young I believed that if you lost a toy in the snow that it would melt and be gone forever when the snow melted.
I had a huge collection of stuffed animals when I was a kid. I would stare at my toys then pretend I'd go to sleep then pop my eyes open as fast as I could. I was positive that I'd catch my stuffed animals moving around the room and interacting with one another.
when i was a child my older sister told me that her dolls used to have dinner parties in a crack in her wall and we could join them only if i promised to keep it a secret.so every night after my parents had gone to sleep we would throw parties with her dolls.its quite creepy how impressionable a young mind is since i honestly thought it was all real.i still have images in my head of tiny dolls dancing and laughing around a table.slightly disturbing i know
I thought /everything/ was alive.
I must have seemed like a nut saying, "Sorry." To doors I had slammed or crying over a poor lonely old toy who'd been lost under the bed for a week.
When I was 9 I used to believe that if you jumped on the trampaline high enough you would go into space, i always wondered just high u had to jump so everyday for an hour or more i would jump on our trampaline as high as i could go and after a while my mom asked me why i would always do that n i told her and she set me straight.
I used to believe that barbies were real people and an artist would use wax and other stuff to make the barbie look like the real person
When i was young, my friends told me that dolls's hair were made from dead people's hair.
I was scared for a while...
When I was around 5 I had the Teddy Rupskin doll that would read your stories. I used to think he was real and he came to visit me everyday to tell me stories. I would talk to him and say, "Hello Teddy! Thank you for coming to visit me today!" And when he was done I'd tell him goodbye and hug him.
that teddies were real people and when you walked out of the room they would talk to each other but as soon as you came back in they would pretend to be teddiies again!! and if they fell off your bed they would plot revenge on you so i always made sure my teddies were in a comfortable position!!!
I used to believe that barbies were people who were bad so they were punished by being turned into barbies.
I still say my dad told me this, he denies it.
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