I used to think UPS trucks delivered chocloate milk

Anon

For a very long time I believed that there were little men underground that changed the traffic lights!

Melissa

When I was younger, part of my family lived in thise old town that had mainly brick roads. My brother told me when I was about 4 that the brickroads were hollow. I've always pictured.. like a big ol' sewer system. Anyway, I was smart enough to know that cars were heavy ol things.. but i wasn't smart enough to not believe my brother.
I used to sit in the back seat with my eyes clentched and tears streaming down my face.. When I told my parents.. they just laughed..

Well, now I am 31.. and I am smart enough to know my brother was full of crap.. but i still have panic attacks, and start to tear up when driving over them.. Not to mention I speed like crazy down them!

~Storm

I used to think that traffic lights knew if you really wanted to go past them or not.

This is influenced by my older sister, who told me this when driving me to the mall when I was little. :]

ME!

When I was little, I was thought that little elves controlled the traffic lights..

Rosie

I used to think that the turn signal told my mom where to go.

Jenna

I used to believe that ghost drivers, were cars droven by actual ghosts or by itself, just as in the cartoons. I never really thought of the name until recently when it was in the news.

Truce

When i was a little kid a believed that when we stood at a red traffic light with our car, i have to beg of it that it becomes green. Not in spoken words but in my thoughts. So i always spoke with the traffic light in my thoughts. Some of them needed some time to be to be persuaded (i thought they had a bad day or something), but eventually they all indulged.


[To the site-owner who reads this first: I'm german, so my english is not the best. Please feel free to correct my spelling! Thanks, great site btw :)]

Florian

I used to beleive that underneath the traffic lights there used to be a man in an underground room with three switches on for stop,go and prepar to stop!

Brendan

We were driving somewhere this morning; Mom, me, and my little sister. I took the opportunity to quiz them about traffic lights.

"What does a red light mean?" I asked.
"Stop," Audrey (3 years old) answered.

"What does a yellow light mean?"
"Go slow."

"What does a green light mean?" I asked.
"GO, DUMB-A**!!" Audrey answered promptly.
I burst out laughing. Needless to say, my mother learned that she needs to watch her language when her younger daughter is in the car!!

Taylor