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My cousin told me when I was 6 that Chuckie from Chuckie Cheese's was evil and wanted to eat me. On my Birthday we went there and my mom wanted me to take a pic w/ Chuckie. He had to chasew me around the whole place and I have oit all on video! My cousin got a kick out of it.
My mother, father, and brother are all born in September. I'm born in April (hence my name!), so I somehow believed I was inferior to them. And when I found out my two best friends were born in September too, I regretfully informed them that I wasn't able to be friends with them anymore!
I thought when I was four that a year was the same as a day. And then when I found out I had a birthday once every year, I was ecstatic, and I thought that logically, at some point every day, it was my birthday. When my real birthday came, my fifth one, I began crying when there were only five candles on my cake. I kept saying that I 'should be thirty-two by now!'
when i was young i thought my birthday fell on a different day every year. i remember asking my mom on my birthday what day my next birthday would be. boy, i was confused.
When I was younger, I knew a Jewish kid that was born on Christmas. Without asking anyone, I automatically thought that anyone born on Christmas had to be Jewish because they couldn't celebrate their birthday and Christmas on the same day. I'm a teenager now (16) and after I finally told one of my friends a few weeks ago, I realize how stupid of a belief this was.
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When i was little i thought that the earlier your birthday was in the year the more you were loved. So i always beleived that my Mum and Dad loved me more than my brother and sister as my birthday was earliest in the year!!
When i was about 5 or 6, the only month i knew the name of was September, so whenever anyone asked when my birthday was, i always said september even though my birthday is in october!
When I was little I saw an episode of The Golden Girls. In it the girls were throwing their friend a surprise birthday party, and he ended up having a heart attack and died. After watching that I believed that you could only die on your brithday. So every year the night before my birthday I would get really excited about the presents and party I would get. But then I'd get really sad because I thought I might die. I'd pray to God and ask him to spare me for another year. Needless to say I haven't watched an episode of The Golden Girls since then.
When I was 2 and a half. I had to have a "birthday" party because I couldn't remember my birthday when I turned 2. My parents agreed and bought hostess cupcakes and my mom put a candle in mine and lit it. I started to cry because my cake was on fire!
I use to think that your parents decided wether or not you were a boy or girl and when your birthday would be , I didn't know that the day you were born would be your birthday
I thought all girls were born in winter and all boys were born in summer. I also always thought that eventually, I'd be older than my brother and sister. I'd say "One day, I'll be 10 and you'll only be 5!" Even though I was the youngest. And we'd argue for hours about that.
(This one is really odd, you have to know, this was after watching the movie the 13th year 5 times) I thought that I would turn into a mermaid on my 13th birthday and seeing as I am 14, my inner child is still depressed about it.
Until i was about 8 or 9 i used to beleive that there were exactly 365 people on earth because each person had one day as their birthday just for themselves
My birthday is on March 31st. When I told my best friend, she immediatly said, "There is no March 31st. March only goes up to 30." I spent a long time wondering if either my mother lied to me or if someone made me up.
My mom & dad have their birthdays on the same day (Dec. 2) and coincidentally so does my mom's sister & her husband (Mar. 29). For years I believed that when you grew up & got married that you automatically had the same birthday as your mate. I think I was probably about 9 or 10 when they finally clued me in.
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I got mixed up on the whole "presents are supposed to be a surprise" thing cuz when my dad asked me what I wanted I said "I can't tell you,it's a surprise"
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I guess i was about 9, my mom would was always trying to get me to eat. Constantly. Im not sure why. But after a while my cousin,who was in his teens, said that parents always tried to get kids to eat to fatten them up,because when they turned 11 years old they were sold to work in a cannery. he told me a cannery was where you gutted fish. When i asked why he hadn't been sent there,he only fueled it more,by saying only the oldest of multiple siblings got sent. He of coarse was an only child. I actually lost alot of sleep over that story..and beleived it for years,always dreading my 11th birthday,and counting my remaining days of freedom before being sold to the cannery.
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I was born on Halloween, but I didn't really know what Halloween was until I was about 4. I had no idea that people dressed up funny in costumes. Well on my first night of trick or treating, I saw everyone, (I did not even know why I was dressed up) and I looked up at my Mom with tears in my eyes and said, "Mommy, why does everyone dress funny on my birthday?"
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I thought I was such a lucky and special kid, because I was born on the exact same day as my birthday.
when i was about 4 i was about to turn 5 (my birthday is dec. 23) my dad drove me around the neighborhood. and naturally i thought that all the decorations were for me. imagine my disapointment when i found out it was Jesus's birthday that they were celebrating. for a long time i wouldnt go to church because i thought he stole my birthday!
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