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My father used to tell me that I would stop growing and shrink if I lied. I was the smallest kid in school and it made me believe that I was a lier.
This is not my belief, but a belief myself and my younger sibling gave to our youngest sibling. We told him that when you turn 18 you have to go live in the state that you were born in. He was very upset because he was born in North Carolina and the rest of the family was born in Texas. Our mother was actually told this by his 1st grade teacher, man were we in trouble! Kids...
When i was younger around 6 or 7 (I am 13 at this time) We had some "friends" who were around my age now. They would tell me and my friends about the Sunday Man and that he only came out on Sundays. Well it just so happens that particular day was in fact a Sunday. So in the evening (that is when the Sunday man would come out you know) we gathered our little group of 6 and 7 year old friends to go to kill the Sunday Man. We weren't quite sure why he needed to be killed but we knew he needed to be killed but we were the ones who had to do it. So afte running around the neighborhood with pointy sticks we finally gave up and said we'd get him next time. Well the next day Those older "friends" told us about the Monday man so obviously we had to go and kill him too. It kept going on like that until somewhere around Thursday Man when i realized that those men probably never existed.
i had a firend in elementary school named April. One time she showed me a sparkly diamond (which I now know was fake) and said she had tunnels under her bed and in the tunnels were tons of diamonds. For a long time I wanted to go under her bed and look for diamonds.She never would let me. She also had many other stories that i believed.
My family all got together to watch Finding Nemo on dvd one night. My uncle and dad were talking about the voice of Dori being Ellen DeGeneris. They were talking about how she came out of the closet. But my little sister thought that Ellen lived in a closet. My uncle didn't help matter by telling her that yes Ellen lived in a closet and used a coffee can as a bathroom. SHe relayed all of her new found information to me and I set her staight on what coming out of the closet means. But everyn night I would go into her room to tell her goodnight. I would say " Goodnight Kerry" then open the closet door and say " Goodnight Ellen"
I believed that if you lied that your nose would really grow like Pinnochios, so everytime I would lie I would hold my nose in to keep it from growing, so my mom pretty much knew everytime I told a lie.
My mother used to tell me that if I lie, my teeth will all disappear.
I even hear adults saying this to their children nowadays.
not my belief, but a kid back in middle school (around 1985) who was a bit gullible. Often times when we saw him coming up to our table, we would act as if we were in the middle of a conversation about the new Star Trek 6 movie that just came out and how amazed we were are some of the changes in the characters (don't remember them now). Of coarse there was no such movie. But we had him conviced that he would have to go see it.
When my sister and I were little I told her that everything was made of newspaper. She believed it for about two years.
My mum used to tell me that there was a a camera on the ceiling fan, and if I lied, she could check the tapes and see. This worked until I was eight. My mother accused me of lying about something I didn't do. She 'checked the tapes' and said that she saw me doing it. When she found out I was innocent, she could never use the tapes again.
when i was growing up, my older brothers used to tell me that if i ever broke something of my dad's that he would trade me in for a new kid and that was how i got there(because of the last kid breakin something). i was so scared, but i eventually learned the truth.
When I was little, my mom would always use the phrase "Your Dad Is Going To Have Your Head!" when ever my brothers and I got in trouble. I use to believe her and would imagine our heads hanging on the wall like trophies from a hunt.
My sister Marti (4 years older than I) used to take small toys from me during car rides and put them under her lap. She said that they went to "Cabbage Patch Land" and that she couldn't get them back nor would I ever see them again. I suspect that she threw them away everytime because I never saw them thereafter. We are now 21 and 17.
When I was a preschooler, my mother would always know when I was telling a lie because I would have one hand held up to my forehead. You see, she had told me that whenever I fibbed a big red dot would appear there. So, being a rather precocious child I would try and hide the proof!
When I was little, maybe 6, I really really really wanted a puppy. So my devious older brother (9 at the time) told me if I ran around the neighborhood naked screaming "LOOK AT ME!" I could get anything I wanted. So guess what I did? Yup- you guessed it. Ran around our coldesac screaming "LOOK AT ME!" Buck naked. I believed that till i was 7. Then, I was totally embarrased. Still get teased about it. Not pleasant.
When I was younger I would talk constantly. So to shut me up my Dad told me people only have a certain amout of words in their lifetime and if I used them all up I wouldn't be able to speak when I was older.
My brother tortured me by saying he was going to eat the house and he'd bite into the woodwork in the kitchen. Everyone laughed while I cried my eyes out and I could not understand why they were not worried!
When I was about 4 my mum told me that when I lied a black spot apppeared on my tounge. Not only did I believe this untill I was about ten I also used to sit in front of the mirror telling lies to try and see it!
When I was about 4 my mother told me the white spots under my fingernails meant I had told I lie. I didn't recall ever telling a lie so I figured that my perception of a what a lie was must be off, and could not figure out what a lie was for several years.
When I was little my grandfather was telling me one of those naughty nursery rhymes. "Mary had a little lamb...she tied him to the heater..and every time he turned around he burned his little..." Then my grandmother said, "Kenny, you can't tell that child that." So my grandfather said "eyeball". They all laughed. I laughed too. I actually told this joke to people all the way past highschool until one day it just dawned on me that it wasn't "eyeball" it was "peter". I remember a feeling eureka when I realized why people never laughed like my family did when they heard the rhyme.
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