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My older sister once told me that when she found out she was going to have a baby sister that I would be just like a doll she could play with for a while, and toss in a corner when she got bored of it.
I learned about Mardi Gras in French class when I was like nine or ten...a big age for taking everything too literally for me. When I learned what the classic bead colors meant (purple=justice, green=faith, and gold=power), I thought that if you got beads of that color, that was the trait you inherited from the beads by some magical thing. Because of this I would always go on a wild goose chase every school Mardi Gras celebration for gold beads, but purple worked just fine too...if I couldn't have power I might as well have justice, but I could care less about faith, so everyone could keep their green beads. In fourth grade my French teacher gave out purple Mardi Gras beads..she had a gold, but it was her only gold so she couldn't give it out. I got REALLY upset, but I decided to be satisfied with justice. I ordered a big bag of Mardi Gras beads of every color off Oriental Trading soon after that, so I was finally happy 'cause I had all three now.
Now I'm sixteen and I still believe in the colors and their traits and that the bead color determines your own traits, still through some magical thing, and I got gold beads in school today and I like held on to them like a lifeline for that "power" trait for the whole day, but I'm not as obsessive over it as I was when I was ten, as I was willing to give the elusive power beads to a friend who didn't get any beads at the end of the day.
The end. Happy Mardi Gras, I Used To Believe!
I used to believe that when a bubble popped, it would go to bubble heaven.
I used to believe that my toys would get cold at night so i always put them on the bed and under the covers when i went to sleep.
P.S Totally because of toy story. =P
When I was a little girl, I used to have a gorgeous teddy bear called teddy, and my mum said that if i got my hair trimmed regularly it would grow. So I thought if I cut my teddy bears fur it would grow as well, so every week I cut his hair, but it did not grow!! so I had a rather bald teddy!!!!!!!!!!
When I was little, I asked my older brother where all my matchbox model cars disappeared to. He told me that they ended up in a big glass jar on our roof, and I spent days standing in the back garden gazing longingly upwards
I used to believe that all my toys were alive, but only when i touched them.
and whenever i touched them they could read my mind!
I was always carefull to think good thoughts, hug them all alot, and slept with them ALL everynight.
When I was younger I used to believe that when I wasn't in my bedroom my toys when get up and move around (like Toy Story). I used to think they had parties and played games while I was out. I loved my stuffed toys. We used to do everything together.
When i was little, I thought that when i left my rooom all of my toys would come alive. So i was scared to be alone in there.
When I Was 6 Years Of Age,I Used To Visit My Grandmother's House And She Had A Bunch Of Stuffed Miss Piggy Dolls And Teddies In Her Room. I Believed That When I Left The Room, The Stuffed Animals Would Come Alive And Talk To Eachother. So, I Would Leave For A Few Seconds And Burst Open The Door To Try To Catch Them In The Act.
I used to believe, when I was a little girl, that my Teddy bears were alive and at night they moved.
But in the morning they resumed their place.
When I was about 8 years old I used to collect He-Man figures. I had a ton of them. One day Skeletor's (the anti-hero) legs came off. So in order to be fair I decided to rip the legs off of all the other He-Man figures. On a subsequent visit to Toys-R-Us I begged my Dad to buy this figure I didn't have yet. After much pleading he eventually acquiesced and bought it. As soon as we got home I went up to my room, took him out of the package, and proceded to rip his legs off. My Dad looked on in astonishment. "That toy is brand new. What are you doing?", he exclaimed. I responed quite earnestly, "All my other He-man toys have no legs, it wouldn't be fair if he did."
I am 11 right now, but when I was about 8 I really wanted my stuffed unicorn named Markie to come to life, so I asked Santa. Santa said markie wanted to stay a stuffed animal so I was sad.
i used to believe that my stuffed animals had their own secret life. i thought that they slept during the day when everyone was awake but at night after everyone went to sleep they would wake up and throw a party.
I used to believe that dolls were alive and can talk to each other when you were not in the room.
Up until I was about 12 or 13 I thought the saying to a thumb war was "1 2 3 4 Idy Clara Thumb War" instead of "1 2 3 4 I declare a thumb war" I thought it was the brand name of thumb wars or the person that invented them until my little sister told me the real words.
When i was younger my parents thought i was nuts cause everytime they tried to tuck me in it was hard cause i had every single stuffed animal i owned on my bed. i believed that if i didn't have them all on my bed that one of them would feel left out, and wouldn't like me any more.
I used to believe that whenever i was away from home at school, my stuffed animals came to life and played games together until I got home, when they'd rush back to where I'd left them so I'd never know.
I had the game Jamungi when I was little, and also saw the movie, where the kids start playing and get sucked into the game. So I was scared that if i played that game the hippos were going to go after me and I would get sucked into the game. But I decided to play it anyway, one day with my older brother and his friend. Then I got scared to death because I was about to lose and wanted to quit but they told me if I quit I would get sucked into the game and would never be able to get out! I'll be remembering this when I give my brother his christmas present this year.
When i was little i used to belive that barbies hair would grow back just like mine did. I was forever getting in trouble for cutting my barbies hair.
I told mum not that long ago ... she said if she had known i wouldnt have been in trouble. Wish i knew that then
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