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i used to believe that there was a difference between a 'lady' and a 'woman'. the difference being that ladies wore make-up and women didn't!! my mother never wore make-up and my best friends mom did sometimes so my friends mom was a lady and my mom was a woman :)

robin
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Cousin Jay would say he could pick us kids up by our ears. When I was 5, I finally caught on to the trick. He'd slip his arms under our armpits and then grab our ears and lift.  

Joan 
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When I was little, I believed my little brother looked the way every boy in the world should look, and if they didn't look like him, they weren't perfect.

boy that changed quick...

Shauna
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My grandfather had a rather round middle, he told all the grandkids that he got that way by eating a whole dinosaur's leg...
we believed every word of it!

:-)
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I used to believe that I had two fathers. Actually I knew they were the same man, but it seemed to me that I had two in some sort of surreal way. The first father was the one who was around early morning. He had tousley hair, was unshaven and just didn’t look very good. Probably he coughed a lot and maybe he was a bit grumpy. There was nothing really wrong with him, it was just that I preferred the other one. Every morning he disappeared into the bathroom and after a while, kaapow!, the second father would appear. This one had slicked back hair, a smooth face, smelled good and seemed more friendly

John, aged 59 3/4
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When i was younger my grandfather was my world and i beleived he was always right. I was at the age where i was learning colours and my papa told me that black was white and white was black. My mom tried to correct me but being the tender age of three i believe that noone with gray hair could lie. Till this day i still think i mix them up sometimes

shannon
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When I was little, because they looked a lot alike, I thought my dad was Howard Cunningham from Happy Days. I saw him leave for work in the morning, and then in the middle of the day I saw him on TV for a half an hour with his TV family, and then he came back home to us, his real family, in the evening. This made me really happy because I thought when I grew up, I'd get to be the Fonz, and they'd have to give me a motorcycle.

Austin
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When I was little, I found a book called (I think) No More Secrets For Me, about a little girl whose stepfather molested her. I read it and came to the conclusion that all stepfathers molest their stepdaughters. Imagine my horror when I found out one of mommy's boyfriends was going to turn into a stepfather!

Even now, at age 20, I'm not terribly comfortable around my stepfather.

Anon
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when i was little my dad used to go play tennis with his friend every once in a while. while he was gone and there was a tennis match on tv i would make my mom leave it on incase my dad would be on tv. and people always asked me what my "daddy did". to my parent's embarressment i told them that he played tennis.

k8
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I was convinced that my parent's were aliens. I truly believed that aliens had come to earth and abducted my parents, and that my mammy and daddy were out in the garden shed, tied up on chairs and unable to escape. I used to go out to the shed and peer in, trying to see them, but to no avail. So I spent day after day scared that my alien parents were going to kill me....healthy stuff right there.

Catriona
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When i asked my mom where my dad is,she told me that he drowned while sipping his chicken soup,and i, actually believed her.

pretty
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I used to believe that my parents and sister were alligators underneith there zip on human costume...haha

Alyssa
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I remember thinking that my parents waited until I went to sleep , to go dancing and frolicking in the night without me. I would jump up to the window over and over to survey the front lawn in case I might catch them having some fun minus me. I thought this alot from about the ages of 4 to about 7 whenever it was bed time.

erika24
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I have LOTS of cousins: 12 on my mum's side and 16 on my dad's, so I thought that cousins were a sort of electorial thing, a bit like adoption. I thought if you said it enough, someone would become your cousin, so for about 2 years my friend and I told everyone we were cousins to try and make it so. We had documents and everything.

Louise MacD
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My Grandad used to sit me on his knee to play the piano and sing along... when I was 18, and long after his death, I happened to mention Grandad's piano to my mum and auntie, who took off laughing... it was only then that I realised he never owned a piano; he'd been 'playing' the edge of the kitchen table all along...

Jen
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when i was little i used to beleive that after i went to bed at night my entire family would gather around in the bathroom to have a meeting without me. during this meeting they would take off their people masks and reveal their alien selves. the ceiling would open up and their flying caucer would lower itself down to them.

valerie
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I used to believe that my parents were angels because every morning when I would wake up they would be upstairs but I never heard them come upstairs, so I thought they flew there.

Anon
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my dad once told me my great great grampa or sombody helped to build our town like to put up traffic lights and stuff. When discussing Cristopher Columbus in kindergarden one day the teacher said that he found canada and put towns here and stuff so i put my hand up and said "thats my grampa"!!!

Claire
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when my brother was about 4 or 5 my aunt did something that got him angry, his response was to call her a name and he called her a DOG!! she said what did u call me, he realized what he said had gotten him in trouble by her tone of voice, so he immediately changed what he said i meant PUPPY PUPPY!! I guess he thought calling her a puppy was cute lol

Anon
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My sister used to believe that my mother couldn't read.
She was obsessed with the story of "Cinderella" and wanted it read over and over again (literally. Finish and restart.)
Apparently, my mother got tired of it and told her she couldn't read. I don't know why she fell for it, as my mother had read it before. But I guess she believed it, as she couldn't either at the time.
She said that she thought my mother couldn't read until well into elementary school. What's even more funny is that she also told people at school her mother couldn't read. My mother was NOT pleased to hear this (and denies that she ever said it - but I believe it.)

camiwa
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