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When I was a kid I used to think that the electrical switching station/power plant near our house was a big playground. I really wanted to swing around on all the cables. I didn't understand why we couldn't go through the gates and play in there.

Canary Bird
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When I was little , I thought the zoo and the circus were one in the same and that when my parents would take me to the zoo I thought "how come they aren't doing tricks like in the circus?"

sweetmel
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Once I was out running errands with my mom. She was telling me all the things that we were going to do "okay, we'll go to the grocery store, the drug store, and then we'll hit the bank..." at this point I said, "mommy, why do we have to hit the bank?"

Natalie
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When I heard music playing from above me in a nice restaurant, I used to think that there were multiple bands upstairs in the attic playing songs.

Anon
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When I was little, I used to believe that the tow truck was and actual toe. Then when our car brokedown on the freeway I got really excited when I was told that the tow truck was coming. Boy, was I in for a shock!

SMM
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I used to believe that the distance of a "block" was how many streets you passed by. My teacher was really confused when I told her I walked twelve blocks to school.

Anon
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I used to think that if you walked underneath a certain bridge near my house, and you talked whilst you were doing it, you'd get bad luck for 7 years. 20 if you walked underneath it when a train went past. I still get worried when I'm talking whilst walking under it now! *goes slightly red*

Amy
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I was with my family on holidays, and I saw my aunt and uncle playing with a love-matic machine. You had 2 stick your finger in the device and it told you how hot you were (sexually speaking!!!). With my 5 yers old little silly mind, I thought that it was some kind of video games and I begged my mother to let me try it. I put my finger in the machine and I made it to the top of the sexiness scale, which was "sex bomb"! I was soooooooooooo happy to win that I started to yell in the street "I'm a sex bomb, I'm a sex bomb!!!"
Imagine my father's surprise when he, back home, got a phone call from his little kid, announcing proudly that he was sex bomb.

Pierre
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When I was little we used to go to Florida every summer...Ever since I can remember..One summer when we were there..I was about 5...My parents started talking to this lady and she looked at me and said..."Your very lucky to get to come to Disney world so young...It took me 40 years to get here!" And I just look at her and said.."Why, what did you do? Walk here?" Needless to say my parents were laughing really hard and I still get pick on about that one, 13 years later!

Alex
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As I child I was confused by two things in particular. Where was the right luggage office. Confusingly the left one sometimes was on the right. Also some safety messages mentioned keeping away from nake flames. If I kept my clothes on, would I be safe?

Steve
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When I was little, I kept hearing about skyscrapers for some reason...and I couldn't figure out what they were. I couldn't figure out why there was a need to scrape the sky... maybe something like street cleaning trucks that I saw in illustrations in books? (We lived in a very small town, I was also sidewalk deprived.) So, I pictured some kind of rig extending up into the sky with a scratchy metal brush.... until the night I dreamed about the Sky Scraper... a nasty man like the Sand Man... in a hot air balloon, coming to throw sand in my eyes! Quite a nightmare... after that, I no longer worried about sky scrapers... too intense to contemplate! Not quite sure what section to put this in so I'll pick....This One! I also used to believe that touching a telephone or power pole would give you polio.

ChrisF
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i used to believe that at the Denver, Colorado restraunt "Chubbys" you would go in, pick a food, and pay the chef to eat it to make him more chubby.

Zeke
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This is not my belief but one of my little cousin's.

When he was little, about 4, whenever he wanted to say Kentucky Fried Chicken, he'd say "Chucky Fried Chicken".

Goatgirl
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WHEN I WAS LITTLE MY MOM USED TO TELL ME THAT IF I STEPPED INTO THE MIDDLE OF THE HOTTUB AT OUR LOCAL AQUATIC CENTER WHERE THE BUBBLES CAME OUT I WOULD BE SUCKED DOWN INTO THE GROUND AND I WOULD DIE. MY MOTHER WAS SO CRUEL!!! LOL :P

AMBEAN
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My father is twisted. When we were children, our dad used to take us for Sunday drives around the lake. Every now and then, just to spice up the same old trip, he would pull the car over and announce "Okay, it's time to get out. This is where we found you, and it is time for you to go back!" He would convince us that he found us by the side of the road and that our old Mom and Dad were looking for us.

Lil Nicki
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In the late 70's/early 80's, there was a restaurant chain called "The Big Yellow House". It was a big two-story buliding, shaped like, well, a big yellow house.

They were all built exactly the same, and in each of them, the restroom (the mens', at least) had this little door in the wall, maybe 3 feet tall. It was probably some sort of storage area or something, but I imagined that it was some sort of secret passage that led to a magical world. I always tried the knob whenever I went in there, but alas, it was always locked.

Joe Martinez
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To stop me from bringing stones home from the beach, my dad told me the man that counts the stones at the end of the day would be sacked if i kept bringing the stones home. I was happy enough with that explaination untill I was about 12. Then I asked him, how does he count the stones at the very bottom. He still reminds me of this whenever we're at the beach!

Sinead
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my mother and i used to walk to the store behind my house, across some sand dunes on the Navajo reserve, and i used to believe that the shadows cast by a streetlamp on the ripples of sand were holes and that I couldn't get across without her carrying me.

logique
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Once when i went to a pub called the Forge Inn, I saw a trainee run down the corridor screaming because he'd cut his finger off (not the highlight of my night either), and i thought that they were trying to cook little kids in the kitchen and that one had fought back by biting off his finger and ever since i was affraid of going there... still get the jibblies when i go there now!


And i'm 12!

stir fried kid
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every sunday we would go get McDonalds after church. I though the mcnuggets would get sad if i didn't pick them, but then if I picked them too much then the burger would get sad.

seriously, i made my mom remember so i would always go every-other

Will
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