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When I was small, my older sister told me that when I was asleep, all my sister's friends came over to party. I was so jelous that one day I invited all of my friends to party on a school night. I wondered why my parents were so mad at me when my sister did it every night. It just wasn't fair!
up to the age of 4 years i believed that you had be king and queen to get a child. i was very confused when my dad told me that my mom and he had never been king and queen. i needed a lot of time to get over this crushed belief of mine.
my parents told me if i was bad a guy named sergent smith would take me away they showed me an abonden house and said he lived there once i was bad in the car and my mom said were takin u to sergant smith i remember cryin and screamin plaese no ill be good
when I heard the term " step on a crack, break your mother's back" I thought it specifically meant MY mother. Not only would i never step on cracks, if I saw a man walking down the street step on a crack, i would yell "HEY!! This is my mother! It's your back your breaking!"
when i was little, my dad convinced my brother and i that he was tickelish on the middle of his forehead. everytime we would touch his forehead he would bust out laughing. i believed it untill i was 10.
When I was about 6 or 7 my dad told me that his legs were 2 different lengths. I went on thinking that until I was about 13. I though one of his legs were longer than the other!
I used to believe that my mother had been eaten by gremlins and that the gremlins wore thier skin and pretend to be my mom and sister. I wouldn't go into thier rooms at night because I thought that the gremlins took off thier uncomfortable human skin suits at night. I thought that if the gremlins knew I was on to them they would eat me. I also thought that if I let my feet dangle off the couch or the bed gremlins would eat my toes.
I used to believe that parents had to have a boy first, then they could pick the sex of their child. This concept worked for all of the families I knew, except for a family around the corner who had six girls: Lori; Linda; Leigh-Ann; Lesley and Liz.
When I was 5 I used to believe that I was the only child in my family, and all my brothers and sisters (I have 4 brothers and 1 sister) were strangers. One day I asked my Mom who they are and why they slept in our family. My Mom laughed!
I used to believe that I was a princess and that my parents were the king and queen of some country in Europe and the people I was living with were just protecting me till they got back.
They still haven't come.
I used to have this fear that my parents were only taking care of me for a short while longer, like 12 years of age, and then give me away as slave labor, though they were always very caring parents.
My little sister and I were misbehaving so my mum started peeling off her sunburnt skin and told that us that if we didn't behave she'd take her batteries out.
By golly we pleaded with her not to take her batteries out and we certainly behaved that night.
When I was a little girl my grandfather told all his grandkids that Mickey Mouse was his cousin. Being little we all got so excited to have our favorite character in our family
My siblings used to tell me that I wasn't really their sister and that my parents found me in a dumpster. I believed them and whenever I was mad at my mom I used to scream "Well I'm going to find my real mom!"
I have a long line of ancestors in my family tree named Buckingham, and when I was in grade school I thought I must be related to the Queen of England - Buckingham Palace and all that. I used to think I was very special because of this and went around telling all my schoolmates that I was royalty and that Queen Elizabeth II was my aunt.
I used to believe that every person in the world had a twin, and that I had a long-lost twin in France.
My parents and I had gone to visit some family friends one evening, and being quite small, I fell soundly asleep during the visit. Of course, I awoke in my own bed the next morning, and was quite puzzled as to how I had gotten there. Upon asking my mother how I had arrived home she promptly quipped, "You flew." I was keenly disappointed to think I had flown home through the air in my sleep and hadn't been awake for it.
I once had a nightmare that my mom died and my dad had to take care of us. I woke up crying and went screaming to my mom and said "Mom, don't die! Daddy will make me Cinderella!" I really thought that if my mom died my dad was going to make me a complete slave. My mom still thinks that is funny.
When I was in kindergarten the other kids at school would talk about their moms and dads and they were talking about their names and they asked me what my moms name was, with my mom forgetting at some point to tell me they actually had names, I told them my moms name is mom and my dads name is dad they just laughed and said what is their real name and I said that is their name......I always thought it was a coincidence that both my grandmothers names were mema, thought my parents were destin to be together because of it.
I used to believe that my cousins were my aunts and uncles. For the longest time, I called them Aunt and Uncle, and thought that I must have a lot of aunts and uncles. When I turned 12 or 13, however, I found out that they were my cousins, just that they were 15 or so years older than me. They were the children of my oldest real aunt and had children of their own already.
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