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I used to believe that Puff the Magic Dragon was a real magic dragon. I'm sure I'd heard the song as a kid and asked my mother about it. She had this elaborate story about Puff the Magic Dragon, that he'd lived in Hawaii that the farmland on the island made his quilt and everything. I took her word on it because she, like Puff, was from Hawaii. When I was in college and back in Hawaii with my mother and aunts, I retold this story to them and they started laughing at me for still believing that the song was about a dragon and not about smoking pot. I think I may have actually cried.
My best friend from elementary school told us the funniest lie when we were kids, but we all believed it at the time. She was a really tiny girl, short and skinny. It was her distinguishing characteristic. Anyway, one day she told us that her mom had had a miscarriage before conceiving her (true) but that she was the fungus that grew off of the dead fetus, and that was why she was so small!
I used to belive that when you lied then your nose would grow just like pinnochio, i belived this for several years when i was young!
When I was little my brother told me there was a house for sale for 3 dollars. I spent years dreaming about what I could have done and when I was 9 I finally realized he was lying.
my friends older than me who had a pond in there back garden said that when they step into it it turns to chocolate world or anything they wanted and i believed it for years.
when i was younger, i told one of my sisters, whom was 3 years younger than me, that she had just eaten poison and would die within the hour.
she used to get so scared that she would put her rollerblades on and ride around saying, "this is the last time i'll be able to do this."
and then she would say, "but am i really going to die?!"
my response, "yes kayla, i'm so sorry, but yr going to die very soon."
i did this no less than 50 times and every single time she believed me.
fool!
One day my friend Amy came to school and told me about the new skyscraper her parents had gotten her. I was extremely jealous and wondered why I didn't have a small rocket to fly around in.
My brother was mean to me when i was young. We were sitting in the car while our mother was visiting someone real quick, and those little plastic reflecter things were in the road. My brother pointed to it, since it was pretty close to our car, and told me it was a bomb. I got out of that car SO fast.
We had cats when I was a kid, but until we found the 'right one', we had a few that didn't quite work out. These animals were all strays that we'd taken in that for one reason or another, failed to earn the right to stay with us.
My dad would tell us that he was taking these hapless pets to 'the farm', which was a happy place where all kinds of animals ran free and played with each other in the country.
I believed in this place for years. It wasn't until I was in my teens that I figured out that 'the farm' was actually a random 'nice neighbourhood', that seemed to have a lot of kids living in it in the city where my father worked.
My dad always told us that he fought in WW2 (which was odd because we're Canadian), but it was extra hard to believe because my dad wasn't even born until 1946!
When I was small my cousin covinsed me about that Nokken existed, and that he would eat me if I was not sitting still when he was rowing me around in his rubber boat. Nokken had an owen at the bottom of the lake, that was special designed for small children, adults was to big for the owen,thats why he was not intrested in them.
When I asked my grandparents and parents about if Nokken was real, they said he was, cause they did not wqant me to fall out of the boat since I could not swim.
Needles to say, I learned to swim very late, cause I paniced in water.
On my 8th birthday after picking me up from school i was all excited because i knew i was getting a bike....however my dad turned round me to me and told me that he was very sorry but my dog lassie and my new bike were gone because lassie had jumped on da bike and cycled it down the road! I promptly burst into tears and could not be consoled by anyone except my Grandad who had bought me the bike!!!
I used to believe woman got preganant by looking at a cabbage.
JOrge - BRazil
I went to a Catholic grade school, and we had a dress code which included dark socks. I hated to wear wool because I itched so badly. My mentally ill neurotic mother, terrified that I would no doubt get severely sick otherwise, desperately wanted me to have warm feet, so she told me that dark socks had to be wool socks. I was 25, and hadn’t gone near dark socks for years, when I found out the truth.
As a kid, I assumed that adults always told the truth. I thought lying was strictly a kid thing you eventually got too old to do anymore. I see now that this is not neccessarily correct.
i used 2 beleive, like everyone, that if you lied enough, you would grow a tail. my older brother kept reminding me, and eventually i thought i actually grew one!!! then my mom told me the truth.
When I was about 12 I asked my mom how people got emu oil. Her response was you put your forefinger and thum on either side of the emu's leg and almost milked the emu oil out. She always said that she never lied so I believed her for a few weeks until she finally told me differently.
I use to believe that if you told a story/lie you would get a bump on your tongue.
I used to believe(up until 11 years old) that when I cried and was really sad - every person in the world was also sad!
i used to live across the road from a girl who was 6 years older than me,
and who filled my world with lies. Apple trees grew in your tummy if you ate pips,
chewing gum would wrap round your heart if you swallowed it and bees
would come back to life if you wraped them in foil. Also if you died in your dream
you would die in real life. I have died in my dreams a couple of times now,
but who knows if i have really woken up.
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