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I used to think my stuffed animals were like the ones off Benjamin Bear, and every time I stepped on one I would apologize. I slept with all my stuffed animals so none if them would feel jealous or left out.
My Sister Saw The AD For Secret Places Where The Girls Shrunk. She Got One And She Wished She Could Shrink Like The Girls. I Told Her It Was Just A Commercial.
When I was younger (around 11-12 years old) I thought the Sea Monkeys were going to be exactly like the characters on the packaging & I wanted to live with them. I was disappointed when I put them in the water & they were tiny creatures :-(
I believed that if you squirted water into the sky, it would eventually float into space and land on the sun. I remember being genuinely scared when I saw someone squirting a water pistol into the air, because I thought that if the water hit the sun, the sun would go out.
I used to think "board games" were actually "bird games." When someone corrected me, I thought they were saying "bored games," since people play them when they are bored.
Whenever my dad went to the toy store, I believed Master Splinter was there to advise him as to which Ninja Turtles figurine to buy me.
Around the age of six I developed a pecking order for my stuffed animals about which I liked the best, therefore which could sleep closest to me. Then I developed tremendous guilt about playing favorites because I thought they'd be hurt if I left anyone out. I got them all into a rotation of who got to sleep closest each night. It was very complex and a lot of work. That guilt continued even as I got older and when I stopped sleeping with them and put them away I acted terribly sad and apologetic so they wouldn't feel bad.
The first (and last) time I flew a kite as a child, I was told that under no circumstances could I let go of the string.
One tug on that kite, and I was instantly terrified that a good gust of wind would come along, the kite would pull me right off the ground, and I'd be stuck in midair until I smashed into a tree, or until I lost my grip and plummeted to earth. I was in my 30s before I was willing to try it again.
ONce I saw a commercial for a talking Cabbage Patch Kid. At the end of the commercial it said "batteries not included" and I FREAKED OUT with excitement bc I thought the doll could talk without batteries.
Like many small children, I thought that my toys would become living, breathing creatures at night and in the morning, they would still be alive, but they would not show it. I made sure that I played with each and every one of them, give them names, give them friends and enemies and shape each of them a distinct personality. I would bring as many as I could to bed, so I could show how much I loved them. When I woke up in the middle of the night, my blurred vision made me think I saw them move.
I also thought shops and boxes imprisoned the toys, and that they could not breathe while in them. Man, I was weird.
After watching the movie 'Toy Story', I used to believe that my toys would move whenever I wasn't in the room and would sometimes purposely leave and jump right back into the doorway after a couple of minutes if I thought I heard noise. LOL
When I was 7 years old, I used to believe that when it was winter, my dolls feel cold, so I used to dress them with my clothes.
When I often went to stores with a doll/stuffed animal section with my mum, I always wanted the ones of which I thought were the ones that didn't sell the best. Just because I believed that they were the loneliest or I would hurt their feelings if I chose a better selling doll over them. I could also not stand putting toys back into the aisle, not because I was mad for not getting the toy, but because I thought I hurted it's feelings for picking it up and putting it back again.
when i was younger i used to surround my stuffed toys around me while i sleep, i did this to protect myself from dark spirits because i was convinced they would try to get to me because my mind was wide open at night, and that the feeling of someone watching me would go away.
When I was very young, I liked to sleep with all of my toys. One night I wanted to sleep with my Barbie doll, but my older sister told me I couldn't because Barbie would come to life while I was sleeping and poke my eyes out with her pointy hands From then on, I wouldn't go to sleep when a Barbie doll was in the same room as me, let alone the same bed!
I still belive that when a I sleep, my toys would have a party and play with each other until dawn.
When I was three a neighbor kid told me the plastic ladders on my firetruck was candy. I chewed on those ladders all summer trying to get the candy out.
I used to be a big fan of Sesame Street, like most young children. I had a few Sesame Street toys. One of them was a stuffed Elmo doll that sang the alphabet when you squeezed its tummy.
One day when I was playing with that Elmo doll, I noticed that it had a rip in its back. I opened it up, and I pulled out the device that the sound came out of. It had a big button on it, so I pressed it. Sure enough, it sang the alphabet in Elmo's voice.
To make a long story short, I was distraught that it wasn't really Elmo that was singing.
When I was little I didn't know that they made lots of copies of the same barbie. So when I stayed at my friends house I noticed she had "my barbie", when I said something about it she said it was her barbie and it started a huge fight and I had to go home. When I got home, I saw that my barbie was in my room, but all I could think was "Well, I'm glad my Dad got my barbie back."
I used to think when I cut off my dolls hair, it would grow back. I'm still waiting, for I learned the hard way.