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I believed that the sparks from the fireworks on the 4th of July landed in the street and that's what painted the lines in the road
I used to believe that those blue thins you see on the road so fireman could locate hydrants were magic machines that you stood on and it teleported my thoughts to my parents.
I used to believe that if there were men doing roadworks outside my house, I couldn't go outside or they would put me in the manhole and put the cover back on and leave me there, and that this was something they routinely did.
I used to think that all the buildings with "TO LET" signs were actually public toilets and the letter "i" had fallen off.
At pedestrian crossings with red and green men on the lights my mum always used to say wait for the green man, for months id wait for a man wearing green to walk by on the other side of the road. Whenever i said we could go my mum said no the green man hasn't come.I tried to convince her he had. it was only one day when i looked up high enough i realised why i was always wanting to go at the wrong time!
I used to think under the manholes aliens and crocodiles and snakes and stuff would live under there, and if you stepped on the manhole one said beasties would pop up and drag you in and eat you or turn you into a beastie too. I managed to convince my little brother so, and everytime we go skating or for a walk, he avoids going even close to a manhole. He thought they eat the dog one day when he stepped on the manhole.
I used to think that 'J walking' meant you walked in the shape of a J. I always used to think to myself 'why on earth would anyone want to cross the road in the shape of a J when they will end up in the middle of the road?' I used to do it just because I thought I was being naughty!
All the streets in my town are like this..15th 16th 17th and so on also the cross streets are a , b ,c ,d ,e ,f so when i was growing up I though everyone in my town including me was crazy and were being held captive in crazy town,,this is true
It took me a loooong time to realize that you had to go to the post office to mail a letter. I had always thought you just had to leave anything you wanted to mail in your mailbox and the mailman would pick it up for you at the same time he dropped off your new mail.
I used to think that sky scrapers were large street sweeper like machines that flew trhough the air. Scraping. What for? I have no idea.
I still thought that office workers worked in them though, because my father always claimed to. Giant yellow machines, flying through the air, piloted by men in suits and ties.
After seeing the movie, "Cast Away", I always yelled "FedEx" whenever a FedEx truck went by and casually ran away if I was outside, or if I was in the car, I'd just say FedEx like people say Slugbug. I wasn't scared or anything; it was just a superstition. I can't remember when I finally stopped doing that.
when i was around 4, i remember sitting in the car watching the powerlines along the road - and the steel structures holding them up would look like ladies stretching their arms up to hold the wires up.
that DOT was a particularly popular brand of motor cycle helmet.
I played Mario Bros with my brother a lot when I was younger.I believed that you could turn video games into real life if you tried hard enough. I would always stand on manholes and concentrate my hardest to get beamed down so I could get extra coins or find the hidden passageway. I even convinced my best friend it was true.
When I was about 8 or 9, I used to believe that there were giant people under the streets that would hold up the speed bumps with their arms and heads. One time, I tried acting it out and my parents asked me if I was praying.
"Step on a crack, you'll break your mothers back". I was always looking down at the sidewalks to be sure I didn't step on a crack. Must have gotten one, because my mom did break her back(cracked disk) when I was 10. I was devastated, but she then told me it wasn't my fault and that was just a fable.
That nothing existed underneath roads - only 'outer-space'
I used to think that the very large electricity pole across the street from my bedroom window would suck me out the window and hand me off to a dump truck that was flying by in the sky. Then the dump truck would fly higher and higher and drop me on the ground, splat!
I used to believe that pebble-dashed houses were pebble-dashed because the world used to be all sea, and when the sea came down it left all the sand and pebbles stuck to the side of the houses. Until I was about twelve.
when I was six I believe the mail man was plotting an attempt to kidnap me. I don't know why. My mother did this to me.
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