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I remember making "crafts" (coloring paper plates) when I was around six or seven, and telling my grandmother I wanted to sell them. She was helping me figure out how much I should charge for them, and asked me if I wanted to make a profit. This greatly alarmed me, and I shreiked in reply, "No! I don't want to be a prophet like Elijah!" Apparantly we must have been talking about prophets in Sunday school...

Laura G.

Around age 6 my friend and I firmly believed that G-d would supply anything on demand, if only you knew how to ask. One evening playing in the snow, we wanted to ascertain whether a pile of snow contained a core of ice or not. We drove a large wooden stick down thru it but couldn't tell if it hit ice or the ground first. Since it was too dark to see, we asked G-d for a flashlight. When none arrived, we figured we had asked Him incorrectly and promptly corrected our mistake by adding "Dear G-d" and "amen". When the needed flashlight still failed to fall from the sky, we agreed that He must have been too busy.

Tom, Richmond, VA

in austria on dec. 24 the new born jesus (the "christkind") brings gifts to the good children. i always thought that this "christkind" is a girl who bring these gifts on jesus birthday.

johanna

When I was 6-7ish I asked my grandmother where God was. She told me 'He lives in your heart', and so I thought everyone had a 'God' in our hearts and would walk around talking (while looking at me chest) to my God.

Adrianna

When I was about four or five, there was a swing at my pre-school that had a small root sticking out from the dirt under it. It had three prongs, and did look a little like a hand. We all thought it was the devil's hand sticking up out of H-E-double hockey sticks.

Shishka

When i was 5 i was trying to out do a girl. She told me that he dad was a cook. I told her that my dad was God.

Anon

When I was about 4 I thought "God" must be those little purple blitty spots that you saw when you pressed your eyelids shut with your fingers, or stared at the sun for a long time. Why did I think this? Who knows...the blitty spots had no name I knew of, and "God" was something completely beyond my understanding.

demitria monde thraam

I lived in an old 3 storey house. I used to believe there was a strong chance that, when I climbed the stairs in the dark, the devil would be there waiting at the top. I would force myself to do this at night.

We also had a bathroom door with 3 froasted glass panels. Facing the mirror over the sink you could see the reflection of the door. I would force myself to look at the reflection to see if there was 2 red eyes looking in at me. There never was!

As you may have guessed I had a good catholic upbringing.

Eddie

I used to believe that i was God's daughter. And i was really offended when people said God only had a son. Opps!

Cara

I used to think that God controlled the traffic lights, kinda like watching over you so you wouldn't get into accidents.-.-'

Cindy

When I was little I believed that jesus' 12 deciples were called prostitutes. So imagine my older sisters face when I said 'Lauren, tell me about Jesus and his 12 prostitutes'

Jamie

My family was not religious, but when I was four I asked my father if he believed in God or not. He answered, "I'm waiting to see the burning bush." For years I thought that God was a burning bush and that in order to believe, you had to have seen a bush on fire.

Cyan

I used to believe that if u were surrounded by loud noises and couldnt hear then satin would sneek up behind you kill you or something, so i would never vacume in fear that it would be the last thing i do...i still wont vacume

fudge nuckles bi-atch

I remember that I had a vivid image in my head that God looked like the cartoon version of Inspector Clousaeu from the animated Pink Panther T.V. program, except that he wore a bowler hat and suit and not a brown mac.

Monkey Steve

I used to think that lave lamps were the devil coming out of them trying to steel my soul. until i was like 10

Bianca

To explain the stars coming out at night, I believed that the sky was a giant pin cushion and we were all inside. At night, when God was finished sewing, he would put his pins in the pin cushion, and those were the Stars. I actually envisioned God, sitting there in a barca-lounger, sewing all day, with his pin cushion at his side...

Anon

when i was little and i was told that Jesus lived in your heart i used to be afraid to suck on my middle finger because i thought that i was flicking Jesus off.

Anon

Being Catholic, my family was pretty excited when the Pope visited Canada the year I turned 4. Our parish priest was a pretty old, white-haired guy, and sometime after the Pope's visit I asked my mother, "When will Fr. G become Pope?" I somehow had gotten the idea that all a priest had to do to become Pope was live long enough, and then they all took turns or something.

My mother thought it was pretty funny. I found out from her years later that apparently Fr. G had a bit of a reputation as a tippler.

Kate

When I was little my mum told me Jesus was a real person, I thought she meant is somebody walking around- specificly, I decided Jesus was my Sunday school teacher!

Sarah

When I was a little girl, I believed that Jesus' ENTIRE lifespan was from Christmas Day (when he was born) until Good Friday (when he died)...all in the same year. He had one busy year!

Liz M.