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I thought until I was about 8 that if I barked at a dog, meowed a cat, quacked a duck, etc., and thought reeeaaally hard about what I wanted to tell it, it would telepathically understand. I also thought that they could reply if I concentrated and was all quiet, but I was a rowdy kid so I never tried it. I got very frustrated when I thought, staring all bug-eyed at one of the cats,'meow back if you understand me' and it stayed quiet. I wasn't deterred at all, I simply thought they were being lazy.
Then after watching 'Cats and Dogs' I was convinced they could even talk out loud if they wanted to, and they were just keeping it a secret from me. I was such a weird little kid.
When I saw the movie "Dumbo" (the about the flying elephant) I thought that if elephants had big enough ears, they could actually fly!!!
When My brother was 4 or 5 I convinced him that alagators lived in our garbage cans, so he never threw anything away, he would just hide it in the refregerator!!
My wife and her sister used to believe that unicorns were real but that seahorses, for some reason, were not. To this day, they still have to think carefully when faced with unicorn/seahorse matters to remember which one does and does not exist.
I used to believe that pigs will take over the world one day!(Piggy Invasion)(Actually I still Do!)
When I was little we lived out in the country. Our house was next to a meadow. One day when I was outside by myself, playing, I saw something in the meadow that scared me. I ran, screaming and crying, to the door... too upset to even get it open. My mom ran to the door, thinking I must be badly hurt by the sound of things. I gasped out "Mom, there's a huge snake, with horns!". She could make little sense of this, but got me inside and calmed me down. When I was calm enough, she had me draw what I had seen. I drew a picture of a deer, lying down in the long grass. In my mind, the only thing with no legs was a snake, and I couldn't see the legs of the deer, only its back and head. Thus, the big snake with horns.
For years I thought that mouse traps caught mice by their tails and then when you found it in the trap you would set the mouse free outside.
Thank you Tom and Jerry and various other cartoons.
Also mouse related-mom had a plumber and his teenage assitant come to help her with something-they found a mouse trap downstairs-the younger guy set it off and got freaked out-mom told me that the plumber told him not to worry-as mice have no teeth. He also said that mice are boneless and that is why the can wiggle around so fast.
Oh yeah-Mom must have cracked up because she works with mice.
My grandma used to have a birdhouse in her front yard, and squirrels would always get to the birdfeed before the birds ever got any and so she'd never have birds flying around like I guess she wanted. She used to stand at the window and get really angry at the squirrels, yelling "Get away from there you little bastards!" and so I grew up assuming that the animals that were after the birdfeed were "bastards". One morning, I noticed them before she did and I could be heard o'er the land screaming "Grandma! Look! I see a bastard already!"
My mom wasn't impressed at the time but we all find it quite amusing now.
I was terrified of squirrels. A neighbor boy told me that squirrels lurked in trees waiting for someone to walk underneath, whereupon they would drop down onto the person's head and chew through the skull into the victim's brain. I literally would not walk under a tree for years.
I used to believe that if you planted feathers, chickens would grow.. and that chips lived under the sea with the fishes...
When I was three years old my parents said we were going to the zoo, a place where lions and bears and other animals lived. I was terrified, I naturally assumed the animals were running around loose and would eat me. My parents eventually caught on and assured me the animals were all in cages and couldn't get me. I felt better until just after we arrived, when an ill-tempered goose (several inches taller than me) walked right up and bit my finger. At that terrible moment I lost all trust in both grown-ups and waterfowl.
From the time I was about two until I was about six my father had me believing that I had been born a monkey with a tail. Because he and my mother thought that I would be embarassed to be the only kid in school with a long tail they had the doctors cut it off. Everytime we went to the zoo, saw monkeys on t.v., or merely heard the word monkey mentioned I would burst into tears for my lost tail and ability to swing from trees.
I used to believe that whenever I heard on the news about a rabid fox or a rabid shunk, that somehow a rabbit and a fox had somehow had babies and they became monsters. Mixing any animal with a rabbit was a dangerous thing.
When I was young I lived near a farm. On Sundays I would go out on my bike. I used to believe that there was an indian reservation in the area and we were going to be attacked only to learn later in life it was actually the cockerals crowing.
I used to lie awake at night afraid to go to sleep because of the dinosaurs. I thought they were coming back to get us.
I used to believe that there no unicorns left in the world as when the great flood came, all the baby unicorns couldnt get their shoes on fast enough and therefore couldnt get on the ark and were dorwned
on the way back from kenya when i was 12, there was a sign at customs saying 'kindly bear with us'.
i honestly thought that there was a good-hearted bear behind the counter that i couldn't see..
my friend actually thought that dinosaurs were not real.
she thought that they were made up like unicorns.
she is 15.
when I was very little, I used to believe that animals could understand what I was saying to them.
I spoke with cats, dogs, birds, fishes and also spiders.
When I was little, I had a bunny, whose name was bun-bun. He was brown. Anyway. I once left a salad next to him and when I came back, it was gone. My mother proceded to point out that the salad was inside of him. Thus, I believed, untill I was in third grade, that salad was evil becuase you had to cut open bunnies to get salad.