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When I was little I use to sleep with a bunch of stuffed animals and every night, no matter how long it took, I would ritualistically hug and kiss everyone one of them. I was scared that if I didn’t share my love equally they would come alive and attack me at night. I blame the X-Files…
I used to believe if the roundabout went too fast it would fly up into the air and I would be killed when it landed. I never went on when any big kids were pushing it.
When I saw the movie Toy Story it made me believe that if you treated your toys with the utmost care they could come to life. I remember I would go as far as bathing my toys and shampooing my barbie dolls hair.
I used to believe that my stuffed animals should be rotated every night for which one would sleep with me or else the stuffed animals would get jealous if I slept with only one and would kill it.
When I was three to six years old or so, I used to believe that my toys had feelings. When it was night time, I would stack as many toys in bed with me and cover them up so they would not get cold. At the store, I would pick the stuffed bear with one eye because I knew the other kids would not pick him and that he was sad because he was different. I didn't think they could move or talk, but I was scared it would hurt their feelings if mom threw them away. I also thought crayons had genders. Red, yellow, orange and pink were girls. Green, blue, purple, brown and black were boys. Go figure. (I also knew which letters of the alphabet were boys and which ones were girls.)
When I was about 8, and my brother about 5, he got a new go-bot named, "Psycho." When he asked me to read this name, I told him confidently that his killer robot was named, "Pistachio." I can only imagine that this raised a few eyebrows on the playground later.
i decided to cut all of my doll's hair one day because i figured it would grow back like mine did. i cried for four hours when i found out the truth.
I used to believe that training wheels were the different colored beads on the spokes.
When I was younger, I had lots of teddies on top of my wardrobe facing my bed. When I went to sleep, I was convinced that their eyes were cameras and that some1 was watching me!
I never did get much sleep as a kid!
When she was little, my friend made a barbie doll explode by putting it in the microwave. She thought it would give the doll a tan.
When I was young I had one of those little electronic robot building kits. What would normally happen is you would plug wires into a battery pack that would run the control panel for your little robotic arm or whatever.
Well, one day the batteries went dead so I needed another way to get power to it. EVERY kid knows that you can't plug wires (or knifes or anything dangerous) into a wall socket so I went out into the garage and found the longest extension cord I could find. The longer the better, I assumed.
I figured by the time all the electricity when through the entire extension cord it would be safe for the robot arm.
I proceeded to catch my bed on fire.
When I was little my dad told me that my favourite doll went to sleep when I did, so if I didn't go to sleep she would get tired and grumpy and not want to play with me. For ages I pretended to be asleep as long as I could hoping that if I quickly opened my eyes I'd catch her with her eyes closed!
When I was 5 or so, I used to believe that if I broke my crayons in half I'd have twice as many crayons. The fact that they were shorter was no deterrent; I had small hands anyway.
I used to believe that the notice "batteries not included" on a gadget or toy meant that it didn't need batteries - as if it ran on magic or something. I thought toys like that sounded great, and I was bothered that my parents never bought me one.
I used to believe that when I went to sleep, my Barbie dolls would make out and plot to kill me.
When I was like 4 or 5, I used to believe that the barbies I played with had barbies smaller than them and those barbies had barbies smaller than them and that when I went to sleep, I big giant would come and use me as a barbie so every night i would try to catch the giant.:-)
I used to believe that if you made the wrong move in chess, the chess board blew up. I think, perhaps, this came from watching a show on Playhouse 90 where this happened.
When about 3, i believed that my volkswagon bug, toy car would grow in sun light. i would place it in the drive way and watch it grow. of course this took a long time, i thought, but i would someday have a full size car if i waited long enough. i remember at the end of the day, i would bring it to my dad, to show how much bigger it had gotten, but being that i did not speak to well, he never got what it was i was trying to show him, to him it was just a toy which i acted like he had never seen before.
When I was little, about 4 or so, I thought the toy guns that were on the shelf at Wal-Mart's toy section were real, and nearly freaked out when I saw someone else lift one off the shelf and point it in my general direction. I thought he was gonna shoot me!
if i didn't colour in pictures in a colouring book quick enough, they'd suffocate and die. Many creepy clowns gave their lives back then. haha!
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