I used to believe that I had to say Good Night to every individual toy and doll I had, and I had alot of toys and dolls, or else the slighted one would get me in the night. So I started to group them together by saying Good Night to all the toys on the cupboard and all the dolls in the closet and all the toysand dolls on the davenport....and just to make sure I alway said Good Night to all the toys or dolls I might have forgotten or missed or had been left in the livingroom--that pretty much covered them all.
But of course the scary creatures who lived in my dollhouse at night(that my mother had placed strategically in front of my nightlight so I could see their shadows walking around in the rooms at night...)would get me anyway. Sometimes my mother would change the bulb in my nightlight to a colored one, I don't know why--she must have thought it was cool...but nothing is more terrifying than seeing your toys and dolls staring at you in a red light...like some kind of horrible thermal night vision infra-red scope. The green bulb was scary too.

Ravyn

When I was a little girl, myself and all my friends had Cabbage Patch kid dolls, except one of my friends wasn't allowed one as her MUM said they flew around the bedroom at night! I think she still believes it now - bless her!

Tanya, Essex

Ok, my brother had a Peewee Herman doll that he kept in his closet. Everytime I looked at the thing, its eyes followed mine everywhere I looked. Eventually, I thought that if I had looked at it for a long time, it would slowly get a knife or axe out, and kill me. I still hate dolls, now, and I'm 15 years old.

InsaneGirl

A couple of my brother's friends used to think that when you solved a Rubix Cube, Jesus popped out and granted you a wish.

Holy Anonymous, Batman!

My favourite stuffed animal was called Goat. He was about a foot high and two feet long and black...
I loved goat and as a young child couldn’t get to sleep without him.
It wasn’t till I was 14 that my mum told me it was a Yorkshire terrier with the whiskers cut off...
Oh the shame

ash

I used to believe that giant barbies controlled us like we controlled little barbies

freaky stuff

When I was little, I used to play with play dough a lot. And I used to think that everything around me was made of play dough; my other toys, my bed, my dog, my mom and dad, etc. I thought that if I used the "right" colours to create a living creature, then they would become alive. For example, if I use green to make a frog then the frog would become a living frog.

winky

My parents had a pool table, and I believed that the balls were all married. The female balls were solid and the male balls were striped. The colors determined who was with whom.. the 2 ball (blue) was married to the 10 ball (blue stripe) and they all lived in their own pocket (some had to share). Of course, the 8 ball (black) and cue ball (white) were different, but also the only ones left, so they were married to each other, but the other balls didn't like them and picked on them. It made PERFECT sense and I'd spend hours sitting on the table, making them all interact and talk and fight. Fights were the best... one ball would smack another and it would go flying, sometimes into a pocket that belonged to another ball, and then there'd be a whole new fight over that.

SCB

When I was 3 years old, I really used to believe that if I played with dolls after the sun went down, they would danced on my forehead when I was asleep...

(my grandmother used to tell me this when I didn't put my "dolls away").

Noemi

i used to have a stuffed bunny that i got for easter one year. i always so my mom putting carrots down the garbage disposal in the sink, so i figured it was a bunny hole. one day, i decided that my bunny would want to go in her 'bunny hole' to eat some of the carrots that were stocked up for her. i put her down the disposal, and decided it was too dark in there. then, i flipped on a switch so that she could see better, but it ended up being the switch to turn on the disposal! well, lets just say i dont like bunnies anymore...

i miss my bunny :(

In battery powered toys, I used to think that when the power had run out, the batteries actually used to disappear altogether. It actually turned out to be my older sister who used to take the batteries from my toys to use in her remote controls for TVs and Stereos.

Tungtvann

I used to believe that if I went down a tube slide, a metal sheet would slide down the front opening and bottom opening, locking me into a little claustraphobic tube-slide hell. I was terrified!

anon

Bizarrely enough, I managed to convince myself at the age of around 5, that by looking at the peg that was revealed when you removed Action Man's then squashy head, you would go blind. Well, you do don't you?

Jon

Until I was probably in kindergarten, I believed that if boys played with dolls or other 'girl toys', then they would become gay, but that if girls played with 'boy toys', they would actually turn into boys. As a girl with friends who were almost all boys, I spent a lot of time playing with trucks and plastic weapons and that sort of thing, and I was positive that I was going to turn into a boy - I would diligently check every morning to see if I had grown a penis yet.

Gwen

My older sister used to tell me that she would let me go first when playing a board game if she got to go first, first. I thought that was a bargain.

I remember the day that her reasoning no longer made sense.

Bellah

I used to think that my stuffed animals got angry if I gave some more attention than others. every night before bed, I would kiss them each goodnight and plead for them not to attack me in my sleep.

Candace

When I was little, I used to think that the stuffed animals that weren't on my bed would get jealous of the ones that were. So I would rotate them so they all got a chance to be on the bed.

Juliet

I was sure my stuffed dog "Floyd" could talk, but he chose not to.

Cyn

When I was little, (6 years old) i had an insane fear of swallowing things that aren't meant to be swallowed. On many occasions I would run, bawling, to my mom to tell her that i had swallowed my bouncy ball. whenever i lost something, i was convinced that i had put it in my mouth and accidentally swallowed it.

But one time, all of my friends had little keychains with virtual pets called GigaPets. I had one too, and it was a dog. We were forbidden to bring them to school, but I snuck mine into my backpack. i lost it during lunch, but during the rest of the day i kept hearing faint barking noises and I was convinced I had swallowed my GigaPet. I went up to my teacher, crying, and told her that I had swallowed my GigaPet. She asked the class, and it turns out that someone had snuck theirs into school.

embaressed

A lot of kids believe that their toys came to life when no one was around. I took it a bit further: I would lecture my toys, explaining to them that it was OK if they came to life in front of me because I wouldn't tell anyone and would keep their abilities secret, etc. Of course, they never did come to life in front of me, and I remember being deeply disappointed that they felt they couldn't trust me.

Anon