I used to believe that everything was alive so I'd get very worried about my books, toys, and clothes at night--thinking they'd be cold or lonely. I would usually bring them all into bed with me to keep them company and to make sure they were warm.

Ladan

I got it stuck in my head that inside weeble woobles (a small egg shaped toy) there was lipstick. I broke every one of them open looking.

Anon

When I was about 3, I left my teddy bear in the library. My mom went back to get it for me. A few years later, she told me this story and that the bear knew how to read. I told my little sister this and set the bear up with a book. When she wasn't looking, I turned the pages. She really believed the bear could read.

Jenny

When I was 6 - on my 6th birthday - I got a cardboard circus & a Lego fire engine as my presents. I took my Lego fire engine to bed as it was the best - I was very scared of clowns as lots of children are. In the middle of the night the cardboard clown was glowing & grew & grew & came over and took my fire engine & put it on the shelf. I was crying "Dad - Dad" - and my Dad came into the room and said "it's alright son, it"s just a dream" - but the fire engine was on the shelf. I remember a few months later we moved & a plastic figure with 1 leg told me they wouldn't bother me again and once we moved to Harlow I never dreamed of circuses again.

Ginge