I used to think that everything had feelings. like things like scooters, or chairs, or dolls and such. so i would make sure i sat in the chairs the same amont, and i wuld actually talk to my scooters. when i was like 10 or 11 My brother had a scooter, and I just got one for christmas, I talked to it. I said something like "So I will take care of you and If you are sick, or cold I will ride red" (my brothers scooter, i called mine blue, they were red and blue, i wasn't necessarily creative) I still haven't exactly gotten over that either, sometimes still i have my self thinking that something will feel bad if i don't use it soon. weird, right?

Anon

When I was little my parents had to take away my toys, because there was lice all over them - I didn't know that then - and they made up that they were having a vacation at the beach having a great time. They even told me that it might be a permanent vacation. I was convinced that I would never see them again.

AnimeFreak

When I was a kid there were these action figures for some show (I think maybe X-men) that on the back of each box had a little profile for the character they depicted that included their real name. However one of them for the real name just said "Unknown" and being a little kid I thought their name was actually "Unknown!" which I thought was a really weird name and also wondered why they didn't have any last name..

Demond

I got a toy green VW Beetle as a present one christmas. It had black window, and would zoom around the floor when it was wound up. As our family car at the time was a VW Beetle (green!), I believed that my toy car must have a family like ours inside.

So one day I sneaked a hammer out of my fathers toolshed and tried to smash a window to see the family. I ended up smashing the car....and only found the 'engine' inside!

E

Y'know where it says on toy boxes, "Not suitable for children under 36 months"? I used to think it meant 36 years! My mom convinced me that she'd have to play keep them hidden until I was old enough, and until the age of 11 or so I *always* used to peek in her wardrobe to see if she had any 36-year-old toys. In retrospect, I'm glad she didn't!!

Thew

When I was younger I used to alternate the dolls I took to bed with me, fearing that if I chose the same one every night that the others would get jealous and kill me in my sleep.

If I got lazy and didn't feel like choosing another, I would kiss them all individually and console them with a long pep talk before climbing into bed.

Imagine my horror when Toy Story came out and I realised that I was right.

Greenwood

When I was 6 I had a yellow stuffed dog named Toby. Well, he was more of a dog-bear mixed breed, kind of like the piano playing dog on the Muppet Show. Anyway, I thought that if I put a leash on him and dragged him around, people would believe he was real! I was always amazed at how at easily adults could be fooled. People would always stop and pet him, and call him "a well-behaved dog." This went on for about two years until the bandages would no longer hold his poor paws together. Poor Toby, he had a grand funeral.

Sam

when i was little i used to have this huge fear that my teddy was haunted - it all started from when i had it "stood" up against the wall, and i feel asleep.. with the laws of gravity n all that it fell on me and woke me up and i was terrified, convinced my teddy had it in for me.. i told my dad and said "BIN IT - ITS POSSESSED!!" lol , he never did though, but to this day... i still think theres something strange about that teddy

vic

When I was little, I had two stuffed whales called William and Spot whom I brought everywhere with me. Occasionally my parents would make be leave them at home, but I didn't mind this, because I could just commnicate with them telepathically when they weren't with me.

Freezair

I used to think that unless i got every single toy in my room and put them under the covers with me when i went to bed that social services would come and take them away from me because i wasnt looking after them properly
or that god would punish me by flooding my room and taking all the toys that werent on my bed, which was in my imagination, Noahs Ark.

Jay

When I was younger, about 8 i'm guessing, I had to make sure the lid on the toilet was down, the door was closed (and locked) and towels were stuffed under the door to block the crack. Because if they weren't, my barbies would jump into the toilet and flush themselves.
Even gave me nightmares!

Hanna

i used to believe that my stuffed animals had walked around my room in the night when i was asleep because i woke up to find them lying on the floor next to my bed.

laura

When I was small, I used to believe that my stuffed animals would have hurt feelings if I didn't tuck them into bed with me. I had a dozen or so . . . tried to set up a rotating schedule. It didn't work because CLEARLY Blue Bunny was on the verge of tears. Cleo too. . . and Grandpa Monkey. Uncle Monkey didn't look very happy either. Ended up tucking them all into bed and Mum found me curled up on my bed-side mat.

Tara

I couldn't just sleep with my favorite toy when I was little, because I thought my other toys would get jealous and "get me" the next night. So I had to sleep with ALL my dolls and stuffed animals in the bed, and there wasn't much room left for me. I kept rolling over and getting poked with hard plastic Barbie feet. Finally I gave up and told them that NONE of them could sleep with me anymore. I was worried they'd be mad, but after a couple of days they still hadn't killed me, so I figured they got over it.

CW

When I was little, I thought you were allowed to have only one toy in any given category at any time. So, when I was given a new doll for Christmas when I was five years old, I thought this meant I could no longer have my old one.

So I set my old doll on the floor and jumped up and down on its head, so it would be destroyed and I could start fresh with my new doll.

I can remember feeling terribly that I "had" to destroy the old one. But somwhere I got the notion that this was necessary.

Years later, I found out that the old doll I had destroyed had belonged to my mom when she was a child. Boy, did I feel awful.

naive Washingtonian

When I was five we moved to Texas and my Dad put up a swingset in the back yard. It was up but the legs didn't have the stakes on them to keep it in the ground. I was scared to death when my Dad asked me to give it a try. I was convinced that I would fly into space and would never be heard from again.

Space Man

When I was a kid, I used to sleep with my Dapper Dan doll. Then one Christmas, I was given a teddy bear and believed that I could not sleep with both. So I sat my Dapper Dan down and explained to him very compassionately that he could no longer sleep in my bed, but that it was okay because I had set him up with his very own apartment on the headboard complete with his own tv, toys and refridgerator and that he could come visit at any time.

Brian

When I was young, I had a stuffed donkey that I thought was alive. So much so, that I performed heart surgery and gave him a little plastic heart.

I still have that donkey.

Ryan

When I was little, like 6 or 7, I use to sleep with every stuffed animal in my bed and they had to have new names every night. If not, they would get mad at me and put poison in my mouth when I was asleep.

Jayme

When I was a kid I used to think my toys were alive (because of Toy Story) and I believed they had feelings so I always made sure to be extra gentle and nice to my toys and I hated shoving them away in closets or toy boxes cause I felt like they couldn't get air and they were being squished so most of my toys were always on my bed.

Actually I still kinda feel that way... lol

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