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When I was little I found a little bit of broken (clear) plastic that was shaped very roughly like a little diamond. While I was smart enough to realize that it had no real value, I still put it in a clear display box, placed prominently on my dresser in my room. I did this in the confident belief that if a robber broke into our home, he would take it believing it to be valuable, and possibly leave after grabbing it, thereby saving my mom's genuinely precious jewels.
The question of why a robber would believe it was a diamond when an 8-year old kid knew it was plastic was never an issue for me. Clearly, I was a genius, and robbers must be much dumber.
Family hero(ine)
When I was little my brother told me if you didnt wear your halmet when riding a bike you would go to kid jail amd stay there forever.....
When I was younger, every night I would make my mum check under my bed , behind my door, behind the curtains,in the wardrobe and anywhere I could think of! This was because I was terrified that a murderer/kidnapper/burgalar was hidden trying to get me once my mum had gone! I used to sit in my bed for at least 30 minutes, because i thought that once I had done that the murderer/kidnapper/burgalar would have given up and gone to get some other child!
Rosanna
We live in a state that gets threated by hurricanes every year, so on major highways and such we had Evacuation Route signs. When I was little I used to believe that escaped criminals put up those signs to tell their prison friends where to go. Whenever I heard about a prisoner breaking out of jail I wondered why the police didn't just follow those signs.
Kel
When I was little I always heard the don't drink and drive slogan. And in class we got to draw on paper bags that said that and they were handed out at the liquor store. Well anyways, one Saturday, my family was going shopping, and I saw my dad drinking a cup of coffee while he was driving, I started yelling at him for doing so and he just shrugged and said I guess I'm breaking the law.
ummm no thanks
When I was in 7th grade, during art class, me and my friends were painting and talking. I was telling them about this guy that went to jail for something stupid. I proclaimed he was a prostitute (rather loudly) and that he deserved it. I thought a prostitute was someone waiting to be prosecuted. Everyone in the class started giggling, even the teacher. I looked pretty perplexed obvioulsy, because my friend asked me if I knew what a prostitute was. I told her my definition, but when she was done telling me the real definition, I was pretty embarassed.
They still tease me about it to this day.
Yippee
When i was younger i must have been told that people who went to jail didn't go to heaven. I interpreted this as people who go to jail wouldn't die.
I was terrified of going to jail, i had visions of myself in jail thousands of years from now when humans were extinct and the land had been taken over by crocodiles that were coming to eat me...
Ashley
When I was younger i thought 'rape' was 'rake', while i still thought that this would be quite painful to be raked i really didnt think it would be as tramatizing as the women on tv made it...
Manda
As a kid at the Post Office I saw a wanted poster of Patty Hearst. I told my Dad we can look for her and if we capture her we can get the reward. He told me she was dangerous and if I saw her to tell a policeman and do nothing else. On the drive home I planned on how I would personally capture Patty Hearst if I saw her and turn her over to the police. When my Dad made a hard left turn my door flew open (I guess I did not shut it very well). It scared me to pieces and I believed it was a warning from Patty Hearst to leave her alone and don't even think of capturing her.
Robert
At age 6 or 7, I'd occasionally go around the house and gather various things -- shampoo, washing up liquid, cooking oil, food colouring, that kind of thing -- and then bottle some up in a bizarre-coloured mixture, with a label to the effect of "Burglars: drink this!".
We never had any trouble with burglars, so it must have worked.
Jim, UK
When my husband was about seven, his mom brought him to camp and the teenage girl camp counselors told him that when he grew up, he was going to be a real "ladykiller". He was devastated. His mother couldnt understand why calls were being made to the house, that he really wanted to come home, and she later learned that he had been terrified by the notion that he was going to be a murderer when he grew up......
Elizabeth Brady
when i was young, a girl was murdered were i live and everytime we went travelling in the car i used sit there with my feet on the seat just incase if the murderer was under the seat trying to get me.
herr schmetterling
I used to beleieve (when VERY young; 12 actually!) that cat burglars stole cats!
Woody
When I was really young, like 4 yrs, there was a lot of talk about child abductors, and I must have seen things on TV about poison candy. Also, my parents always used to say to me that I wasn't allowed to talk to strangers. All this really impressed me. On my fifth birthday we had been to a theme park, and on the bus home, an elderly woman tried to offer me a roll of candy, which I, of course stubbornly refused to accept, saying that I couldn't take candy from strangers because it was poisoned, and this woman was going to abduct me.
Sietse Logger
I didn't realize that alcohol figured in "drinking and driving" at all - I just thought that you weren't allowed to drink anything because it was distracting and you couldn't keep both hands on the wheel while doing it.
Anon
I used to beleive (because he told me) that my Uncle Jack sneaked into Armley Prison, to see what it was like, stayed a couple of weeks, did'nt think much of it and sneaked back out again.
As far as i know my Uncle Jack never actual went to prison.
Mark Bennett
When I was a child, I was terrified by the "Trespassers will be Prosectuted" signs I saw. I accidentally read 'prosecuted' as 'persecuted'. I had learned in religion class that Jesus was persecuted, and I knew he had been killed, so unfortunately I believed they meant the same thing. Therefore, the signs meant that anyone who trespassed would be immediately killed. I was always terrified to set foot on private property for fear I would be shot.
Pineapple
When I was little I thought all criminals wore black & white striped suits and when they escaped from prison, they went "underground". To reach the "underground" they had to open up a utility access panel (the PC name for manhole cover) or storm drain cover and drop down into the large underground passageways located under every city street.
These dimly-light passage ways were filled with crooks in black & white striped suits who spent their days lurking around the dark corridors of the underground hiding from the law.
The cops looking for the escaped crooks dressed in blue suits similar to the cop on the Monopoly Community Chess card who's hauling the guy to jail. The cops would rarely go into the "underground". I knew this because I never saw them opening manhole covers.
Occasionally, the cops would go "underground" to bust someone only when they did, they used disguises. The cops dressed up like phone company workers and set up teepees over the top of the manhole. Then, the police, wearing hardhats and tool belts would go into the underground and arrest crooks. The teepee was to keep people from seeing into the "underground" because if you did, the crooks down there would come out at night and kill you because you'd seen them.
The cops would sometimes try to electrocute the crooks living in the “underground” because you could see them working on green boxes filled with all kinds of wires.
Sean Inge
when i was younger i used to think an evil man would come and get me if i didn't go to sleep
louise ******
I used to think that jay walking was only for people whos first name began with J, if your name was Alice, you would be A walking....
Johnny
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