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I noticed when I was about 8 or 9 that my Great Aunts had smooth legs and wrinkled faces. I concluded the bottom half was the Aunt and the top hald of them was the Great. Aunts were younger and "Great" was older just like Great Grand Ma. I didn't realize they had on support hose, until I ask to touch their legs....Then I was really confused.
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.
When I was little my older sister told me I was adopted and the chiquita banana lady was my mom, aunt jamima was my aunt and uncle ben was my uncle
I used to believe that my mom was extremely old due to a black and white picture of her riding a carriage. Ten years later I finally figured out it was one of those old time photos from an amusement park!
When I was about five or six, my sister used to get mad because she had to watch me all the time. To get even, she loved telling me that I had been born to a monkey family and that my parents had adopted me from them. She told me if I told anyone, than my parents would send me back to my monkey family. I believed this till I was about seven or eight, when I finally broke down and ran crying hysterically to my mom, begging her not to send me away....
Every Christmas and every time I lost a tooth, I used to get letters from Santa or the Tooth Fairy..... I would gloat to all the other kids how our idols were sending me letters and no one else.
Then I found out it was Grandmother writing me the letters the whole time, and I was furious. I thought it was her way of not letting Santa or the Tooth Fairy come into our house.
When I was about 6 or 7 years old, my mother and I were invited to a baby shower. I asked her why my younger brother wasn't invited and she said it was because boys weren't allowed. I agreed, and said he would probably be embarrassed with all the naked people around. When she asked what I meant she soon understood what I envisioned as a "baby shower" was where all the women invited took off all their clothes and literally showered with the newborn baby.
I only knew my parents' names when i was at the age of 7. The whole time I just thought their names were mum and dad, until i realized that everybody elses parents had the same name.
our grandfathers bald head was because our granmother pulled it out when she got mad at him
My dad told me that he won a boyscout award/trophy in knot tying. His winning knot? The braid. My dad told me he invented braiding and got a trophy for it! I actually went to school and bragged on my Daddy.
The facade all came crashing down around me when, in the middle of my show and/or tell speech, the teacher asked in front of everyone....."So did your dad teach the Indians how to braid their hair?"
And they say children can be cruel.
I used to believe that unless I slept with my 2 pillows right next to each other, and my 2 smallest teddy bears on top of the pillows, my parents would divorce. I slept that way every night till I was 13! My parents (and 8 smaller siblings) really owe me one! ;)
When I was very small I thought my parents were aliens, and when I went to school they would come out of their human skin.
I used to believe that Mr. Rogers was my grandpa. I blame mom.
I remember that at the time my little brother was born, I thought that you could rent babies from the hospital, and if you didn't like it, you would give it back. I kept asking my mom when we would give my brother back. A couple years later, I found out that babies were not born fully clothed.
i used to believe that boys came from their dads and girls came from teir mothers. i had two older sisters and one younger so i told my dad he shouldn't be afraid to have a boy. i kno have two more yonger sisters. he's still scared
I used to think that when I went to bed, everyone in the house would wait for me to fall asleep, & have a party. For many years, I'd close my eyes to pretend to sleep hoping to catch them in the act, but I'd always fall asleep. In my pretend-sleep, I'd hear loud noises (from my parents watching TV) & feel really sad. Sometimes, I'd actually bolt out of my room intent on making a bust only to find the party hadn't started yet.
When my lil brother was misbehaving and my mom told him to act like a human being. Then my brother started crying because he thought he was turning into a greenbean!
My Mum would always threaten to shoot me if I was naughty. I actually believed that she had a gun and oneday I would make her mad enough to use it.
My mom's brother was adopted, but I'd never actually seen an adoption center. I used to believe that adoption centers were kind of like assembly lines, there would be only babies (that basically looked all alike) and the adopting parents would pick one as they were going by and into another room where other families would look at them. I believed it for a long time until I saw a movie about some kids getting adopted.
Sometimes when my parents were late picking me up from my grandma's after school, I assumed that they decided they didn't want me after all and wouldn't be coming to get me. I'd walk around my grandma's house, thinking "yeah, I guess it would be okay to live here from now on".
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