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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.
My mother once told me those little sore bumps you get on your tongue were from telling lies. I use to rack my brain trying to remember what I lied about!
When I was younger I use to believe anything my older brother said to me. He use to tell me that the fire work "Chasers/whistlers" would actually follow me around to hurt me. I use to be scared and try to hide but he said they would find me anyways and pop right where I was at.
When my friend was a little girl, her sisters told her that the UPS guy came to the houses to retrieve little girls so they could keep them as pets in the back of their trucks. Whenever she saw a UPS guy drive up she would start bawling!
At my primary school, they corridors had lino on the floor with a pattern of grey squares with a few black squares dotted around at random intervals. On the way to + from assembly I would play a little game with myself, trying not to stand on the black squares. When a few of my classmates asked why I was doing this, I told them the first thing that came into my hea, ie. that the black squares were magic holes + they might open up if you stand on them, + you'd fall through to the centre of the earth.
Of course they were all terrified of falling through the holes, + some were a bit P'ed off that I hadn't told them sooner.
I always believed that my dad went to school with Billy Bunter. I think my brother believed it too!
My friend Catherine's mom used to tell her that when she lied her tongue turned black. So if she lied she would never let anyone see her tongue
When I got pumps on my tongue from eatting to much sugar she would tell me that they were lie bumpes and asked me what i lided abut...she would catch me lying alot that way
all through my childhood my brother told me that all the grit and sand in the grooves of a bouncy fun castle was actually boiling hot and burned like acid and if you didn't jump around correctly on it that you would burn your feet off..........i only kind of believed him but the result was that i was about 18 before i ever had a go on one!
when i was like 6 years old some guy in my class told me that they had changed the girls toilets to the guys toilets and the guys toiletd to the girls toilets. so i (being a girl) had to go into the guys toilets. And when i needed to pee i went to the guys toilets and some guy started yelling at me
When my sister was about eight, she asked my parents how to crack a walnut. My parents decided to have some fun with her, so they said "First, put the walnut in the nutcracker. Then, hold it in your hand, and hold your breath. Now, hop around on one foot in a circle." My sister actually did it and it is now and forever known as The Walnut Dance.
When my sister was around five or six, she was very gullable. My brother and I, got her to a lot of cruel lies during that time. We still laugh at how we successfully convinced her she was pregnant (she asked my mom when she was having her baby), that my parents adopted her from a family of vampires, and that a ghost named "Blue" lived in a hole in her wall (she would go and talk into the hole).
when i was about 6 i asked my older sis wat the square root sign on the calculator was for and she told me it checks how stupid you are and i tried it out and guess what i got a million number with a decimal i figured it was very big therfore i was very stupid and started crying to this day she still reminds me of how "stupid" i really was
In second grade I convinced my best friend that I was a witch. I told her that our mean teacher Mr. Baumgarten was the evil troll king in disguise, and that one day i would defeat him with my dog Lacey (who was really a magical talking unicorn in disguise). my friend asked me if she could help me defeat my teacher, and I dubbed her as my sidekick. For years I made up stories (like my neighbor was the evil black dragon, and my grandmother was a fairy) and we would dart around the neighborhood, loooking for mythical creatures, and me pretending I was awitch. She believed me until (get this) SEVENTH GRADE! Her face turned completly white went i told her. Now as seniors we still laugh hysteriucally when one of us brings it up.
When you lie your lips move or your eye turn green
Not all erroneous beliefs can be attributed to the ignorance of youth. When I was in college we convinced a good friend that you could save on shampoo costs if you froze it and then sliced off a thin portion when you needed it. We found her shampoo in the freezer the next day. Don't worry, she went on to get her Ph.D. in biochemistry.
When I was little my mom told me the reason the dentist gloves tasted bad was because I wouldn't quit moving and whenever they got my mouth open I wuold try to close it again.
I once told all my freinds at primary school that my dad was an explorer and he was going to the moon. I was the most popular person that dinner!!
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