When i was 4 ,My brother and sister would go to my grandparent house in californa alone.Since i wasn't aloud on the plane by myself(but my brother and sister were old enough)My parent told me they were going to home work camp. I belived then till recently...
Also when we were at my Grandparents swimming pool my brother told me we came from a family of mermaids.When i told him i couldn't breath or see under water he said that wasnt smart enough to be a mermaid.He also said that i had to eat orange food things to become more of a mermaid.

Sasha.....

when i was about six i noticed my dad had a scar quite low on his belly. i asked him about this and he told me that a samurai had sliced his belly open with his samurai sword.
i truly believed this until i was about nine when i noticed my grandad had a scare in the same place so i asked him if the samurai got him too. i had to ask my nan why my grandad thought it was funny that a samurai sliced his belly. i was really disappointed when i was told it was an appendix scare lol

Melinda

When I was 3 in nursery school, my grandmother picked me up one day. I called her Mimi instead of Grandma. The teacher who was running carpool asked if Mimi was my Grandma, and I said no repeatedly. The teacher gave Mimi a mean look. Mimi then rolled down the window and said, "Ask her if I'm her Mimi." I screamed "Mimi! You're here!" I guess I didn't know that Mimis and Grandmas were the same thing.

Anon

When i was little, my older brother and dad told me i was adopted from monkeys. they kept telling me it, so eventually i thought it was true.

Anonymous

When I was younger my grandfather and uncle got in a fight and my grandfather got punched in the eye. When I asked why his eye was all swollen they told me he sneezed and his eyeball popped out and had to be put back.

Anon

Eavesdropping on a conversation between my mother and grandma, I heard them talking about them babysitting my cousin, Fiona. My Grandma said to my mother "Oh she's so good I could eat her!" damn she got some weird stares from me when I was six

my grandma is a cannibal

My nanna always seemed to know what was going on, specifically if I had been naughty. I once asked her, very wide eyed, how she knew all these things. Her response was that 'a little bird told her'. I was pretty litteral as a child and promptly asked her which one, she pointed to a black bird that just happened to be in her yard at the time and told me that it was him. That he was always watching me and would tell her what I had been doing.

For years my mum pointing out "nanna's blackbird is watching you." was a sure fire way of making me behave. I seem to recall that when she died (I was 7 at the time) my mum told me that the blackbird would keep carrying messages about me to her in heaven. Oddly it was really comforting and the concept of a litteral 'little bird' is still something my mum and I share a smile over to this day (23 years on).

Sara

My grandfather used to tell me stories of when "he was a little girl". I was quite mystified as to how one changed sex in childhood. I wondered if I would turn into a boy, eventually. It seems this was a popular family joke, as my great-grandfather had told the same story to my dad!

Snow

In a misguided attempt to explain genetic traits within families, my dad told us that if you couldn't "roll" your tongue (curve the two sides up together) that you were adopted. This theory caused a few problems for me at school that next Monday morning.

Andrea

I used to believe that people with the same first name were related.

Rebecca

When my sisters and I were young and we were misbehaving...I used to believe that my mom was calling an orphanage to come and pick us up because we were being bad. I later found out that she was just calling "Time".

Jo Ann

When my kids were younger I used to tell them that there was a "big book for moms" and whenever I e.g. wanted a hug or something i said"you have to give me a hug - it says so in the big book for moms - that all kids have to give their moms hugs whenever they ask for it." My kids believed in the existance of this book for many years!!! And I got lots of hugs from them, too! :-)

Anon

I believed my grandmother would protect me from anything. On her 90th birthday we talked about an incident when I was 8 and was screwing with matches and gasoline and almost burned down the back fence. "You could have caught the house on fire and grandpa had to put it out. I had to tell your mother finally you were basically a good kid, but sometimes did stupid things and not to be mad at you." "Grandma, how long ago did you tell her?" "Last year." I was 40...

hiphoptater

my mom told me that, as a baby, a black family had forgotten me after fishing on my grandmother's dock. But that I was so cute she deciede to bleach me and keep me rather than give me back. I never have been able to keep a tan - too much bleach, I guess.

Anon

My brother firmly believed that our dad was Superman and that he kept his suit in a case under the bed. He searched for it many times but could never find it, 'because it was magic'. In retrospect, what a relief that he didn't find anything, I wouldn't like to think my dad was hiding tights under the bed....!

Amanda

I used to tell me little sister that she we adopted her from circuis people, we are 5 years apart, but look exaclty alike. She believed it up until my Mom finally had to take her to a circuis and show her that she didn't look like anyone there.

Niki

Once when I was maybe five or four, my sister and I were watching telly and this odd comercial came on about safety and this girl swung all the way over the top of the swingset and got turned inside out. My sister told me that was what happened, and I wasn't able to go on the swings until I was 12! i also remember asking my mum where boys weed out of and remember her distinctly telling me that boys didn't wee, it was a figment of my imagination. It was quite the oddest conversation I ever had with my mum.

Margot Connolly

At the age of around five, I realized that my mum's and dad's names were not mum and dad!

yelloworpurple

I'm sure so many people have thought like this when they were little but I'm sharing anyway. When I was little and my parents would go out, my siblings and I would of course have a babysitter. We would always go to bed before they got home, and I always thought it was because we went to sleep that they came home. I was always relieved to see them when I woke up the next morning. Babysitters are evil. :p

Bobbi Jo

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.

Scottish Laddie