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we use to trick my youngest cousin on family car rides into thinking that my father's van could locate mcdonald's resteraunts. whenever he saw a mcdonalds in the diatnce he would start saying" beep, beep, beep" and my cousin would think that our van had a mcdonald's tracking devise in it.
when i was younger i convinced my cousin that a necklace i wore controlled the weather. it had different colored stones you could put in it and the blue was for rain, the yellow for sunshine and the white for snow. funny thing is, most of the time it worked...i almost started believing in it myself!
Till I was 8 I used to believe that whenever I needed to lock the door of the room i was leaving, I could do so by staring at it and saying Abracadabra(or osme other incantation). Of course, this used to work only when I didn't come back to check whether it worked because if I did, then my touch would open it.
When I was about 4 or 5 years old my two older brothers would have me sit on the couch and close my eyes. It was only then that the couch would magically begin to fly and take me all over the neighborhood. My brothers would say "Look! There's your friend! Ooh, there's the park!" I couldn't open my eyes until we were back in the living room. I think it's cute the way they took time to entertain me like that. If only couches could really fly...
when I was younger my grandfather would pretend he could make me disappear and all the grown ups would pretend not to see me till he made me appear again. that was very upsetting to me untill we started doing it to my little brother then i was in on it. sorry bro.
i used to beilieve that if you mixed like shampoo and saop and other liquids to getther you made a magic potion ... and allso i found some suds in our kitchen sink and i thought they were magic clouds and i ran over to my friends house and her dad answered the door and said "ooh whatcha got there, suds?!" and i was like what are suds?! and i found out they werent clouds ... but then back with the potions, i went to my other friends house and said 'watch this!!!' and i dumped some "potion" on her and she got so mad she ran inside screaming so i just ran home as fast as possible ... i always use 2 think i was magical cuz 1 time at school i forgot my folder in my locker so i went back to get it but it wasnt there cuz some dude found it on the floor and put it on my desk 4 me
That wishes (from wishing wells and birthday candles and eyelashes) could be accumulated (like frequent flyer points) and add up to one really powerful wish, but only if you were disciplined enough to be consistent and never tell anyone what you wished for. Throughout my childhood I consistently wished to be Wonder Woman, always hoping that this would be the little wish that tipped the balance.
as a girl i believed that going into port o potties with a bathing suit and a knitted blanket that i would emerge out of there as WONDER WOMAN- so i would go in with the extra clothes and spin as i changed .. it was all good until my real clothes fell into the ummm pot- YUCKY -
I thought soap suds were clouds, and also, I would mix shampoo and lotion to gether I thought i made an invisiblity potion (i saw on some show) and I poured it on my self and went to school and i didnt say anything cuz I thought they couldnt see me!!!
when i was little i always thought that if you stood on the couch and got a coushen you could lay on it and float
when i was in junior school i beleived that if i thought hard enough that the school stage would lift up and the osmonds would be there singing and this was during assembly.
I used to believe that when i got a multicolored duster and touched the TV screen it turned off. I was disappointed when i realised it was my dad turning it off and on. I thought iw was really cool!
Way back when, my Dad used to keep my brothers and I amazed by moving a cigarette with static electricity. He would place a cigarette on the table and rub his thumb just in front of it, telling us to watch for the "spark". Sure enough, the cigarette would move towards his thumb every time, but we never could see the spark. We tried for years to repeat the trick, huge friction burns on our thumbs, as we tried desperatly to make it move. It was years later that we found out that all he did was wait until we were concentrating on the "spark" and blow the cigarette along. I was crushed.
My Dad used to tell me and my brother about this stuff called "shrinking powder" if you took it you would be reduced in size so much you could play in your matchbox cars.
For years i put it on my xmas list and never got it.
i used to belive that chalkzone was real, my friends never helped, they had me close my eyes and turn around then they would pretend to jump in the hole and really go hide behind a bush and yell your turn miranda and i would get so mad when i could not get through
when the harry potter books first came out i would read chamber of secrets all the time...i used to wait by my window for them to pick me up in thw window with my truck!
I requested a "magic wand that works" for my fourth birthday. I knew my wish had been granted when I saw the gift wrapped present. I was presented a tubular shaped object. I was really impressed with how smart I had been, asking for that! It turned out to be a rolled up coloring sheet on paper. It was a scene of windmills and Dutch kids carrying water buckets, wearing wooden clogs and funny hats.
One time when I was 6 I was watching a magic show on TV and the magician was doing that trick where he cuts someone in half. Well, my sister told me that it's not a trick and they actually cut people in half and kill them! I believed it until I was 9 when I realized "Hey, if they kill them how do they get up and walk around after the trick?"
But until I thought of that I was scared of magicians.
When I was just 3 years old my 8 year old brother told me that he was gonna give me a magical power to run through a brick wall. Of course I believed him so when he said to put my hands behind my back and run towards the wall I did it......the result was a busted forehead and the realization that my brother must have done something wrong when giving me this magical power.
When I was young I was taken to see an excellent theatre pantomine of Peter Pan- the performers (who I thought were really the characters) flew impressively around and out from the stage . . . for quite some time following I slept in a freezing bedroom (UK winters) insisting my bedroom window was left wide open every night in case HE came....
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