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When he was 3 my son asked why there was fur on his leg when he cut himself. I made a glib remark about how he was a rabbit in a boy costume. Unfortunately it stuck, for years he thought he was really an alien bunny hiding in a boy suit. In fact he probably still does.
I thought that because I am called Elizabeth, I was the next Queen of England, and I only lived with my family because the royal family wanted me to have a proper upbringing.
Untill i was about 10 years old, i thought that my parents would transform into enormous ants when i couldnt see them...
when i was eight i had a blood test and the doctor told me i had blue blood, that i must be a royal! i also shared my birthday with the queen of england. These two points convinced me that i must have been a princess.
When I was a child, for quite some time I believed that there had been an enourmous disaster in the world in which everyone had been killed, I thought that I was the last human boy left and that all the other people were robots that had been created so that I would grow up in a natural environment to perpetuate the human race. (I was certain that there was one last real girl left somewhere as well) I used to sit my mother down, look her straight in the eyes and tell her, 'I know what you are, you can stop pretending. I worked it out.' Needless to say she told me it was all rubbish. Or was she just pretending... ;)
When I was a little girl I used to believe that I was a "secret celebrity". A "secret celebrity" was a kid who was going to be really famous when he or she grew up. Grown ups could tell who these kids were because they had some kind of aura or magnetism to them, and they would stare at the young "secret celebrities" in awe. Since grown ups always seemed to be looking at me I KNEW I was a "secret celebrity", and was destined for greatness. I sure thought a lot of myself! It wasn't until years later that I figured out everyone was staring because I was a goofy, rambunctious little girl!
I used to believe that I'd be one day taken off earth and taken to heaven, when i finished my training on earth (which consisted of learning pain, happiness and being teased all the time. I thought that I was supposed to go through selfishness, depression etc, and then I'd finally complete my training, and everyone else knew this, and each had a special job to do (ie. be nice, tease, be bitchy and stuff)
Within a week of starting primary school aged 5 I made an astonishing discovery. When I got home I said
'Dad I'm not Alice in Wonderland you know',
Aren't you? he said.
'No' I said, 'I'm Alice Cahill'
'Oh how do you feel about that, he asked
'It's OK'
Dad had no idea that I had maintained this belief - one he instilled in me from as far back as I could remember.
Looking back on it I felt very special 'knowing' there was this famous story about me and it gave me a lot of confidence.
When I was about 6, I was convinced that I was a talking super hero cat called Tabitha. My Mum was so concerned that she took me to see a councilor.
When i was younger i asked my mum where babies came from. She told me that I used to be a monkey and one day when her and dad were tramping they found me in the mountains so they caught me and chopped off my tail and singed off all my hair. For a long time i truely believed that i was a monkey.
When I was about 6 I used to walk up and down in front of our reflective school hall windows pretending to be a reindeer. i thought that if i tried hard enough i could turn into one. i even used tot hink i could see my nose turning red and my body changing shape.
When I was little, I of course had my own version of the "I'm an adoptee and my real parents are rich and nice!" story, though my was a little odder. In my version, I was a plutonian princess whos UFO had crashed into a telephone pole when me and my sister were escaping from war. My sister sadly did not live and i was found wearing my synthetic human skin as a baby by my mom. I could speak plutonian, and my people were always contacting me (we communicated through woodchips) telling me to be ready, they were coming to get me becouse my mother was dying and I had to fill her place as the last remaining for the throne of queen of pluto. Also, pluto was seperated into two halves- the warm side and the cold (warm side facing the side, the cold not) and I lived on the warm side and that's why we can survive. Oh, and in our real forms we blended color like the lizard guy in Monsters Inc. And, we were at war with Mars and I think allied with Venus.
To this day I speak plutonian.
i used to believe i was an alien from outer space and was sent to destroy earth...bit of a shock when my parents found me taking gasoline from their car to build a bomb
I used to believe that I could control the weather... I had limited success
Since I am adopted, my parents explained I didnt come from them. My brother told me I was from Agusta Maine. I have no idea how I reached the conclusion that Agusta Maine was a noodle. But I thought I was a noodle person, to be a little more accurate I thought I was a princess noodle person.
I used to take rides in a 'spaceship' (made from two pillow cases) to an alternate universe. I told my younger brother about them. Of course, he didn't believe me, so I put him in the spaceship, and when we 'arrived' I took him on a tour. I showed him the members of our family, and explained how they looked the same same but weren't the same people. He got scared and we flew back. He never wanted to ride in the spaceship again.
This is a bit long, so just hang in there :)
When I was little, my family moved around a lot, so I went to about 5 different elementary schools. In second grade, there was this huge drain tunnel that went into a hill beside the playground.
This thing had to have been at least 3 feet in diameter. Big enough for little 2nd graders to get into. My friends knew that I moved around a lot, so we were all convinced that I would move again after that year was over (which I did, but anyways).
We were also convinced that, when I left, I would leave via the drain pipe on the playground. I would just walk in there, and keep walking unitl I got to the other side (wherever that was). Apparently, my being shorter than my classmates (by a good foot) meant that I traveled differently than everyone else...
So, the entire last week of school, my friends would throw rocks and sticks in there to make sure there were no snakes. Then they all threw in some of their favorite toys, and I would save my lunch every day and throw it in. This was so that I could have something to remember them by, and I would have plenty of food for my trip.
The night before the last day, I double-checked with my mom about the plan for me to go through the tunnel. I asked her if she would meet me on the other side, and she looked at me like I was crazy.
I spent all of recess that next day getting everyone's stuff out of the drain pipe.
I used to believe there was a professor and a witch inside me, and they used to fight each other. I believed that when I went to the lavatory, it was the professor getting rid of his experiments and that when I was ill it was because the witch had beaten the professor... oh dear
I used to believe that I could also hear the whispers of the plants, they could tell me if they were in pain or not....i know im very odd...^.^
I used to think that I was invisible.I stopped believing that when a teacher caught me hanging upside-down on the roof of the toilets.
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