I used to think that a dishwasher was a robotic person who would wash all the dishes, dry them up and then put them away for you. I was gutted when we got one and we had to load and unload it.
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I used to believe that penguins lived in the back of my freezzer
when i was younger i thought that the restroom was a place where people went to lay down and rest. also, i belived that kindergarten was a garden for people to plant flowers and drink tea
I went to one of my mum's friend's houses once.
The radio was on and so was the washing machine, and I somehow thought the two were connected! I probably wondered why other people's machines didn't talk...
When I was younger I use to believe that vacuums, along with other random objects, were trying to kill me. I had several dreams of vacuum cleaners chasing me and sucking me up. Whenever i saw the closet door open (which contained the vacuum) I was run past it as fast as i could because i swore the vacuum was going to chase after me.
When I was little, like really little I thought that the beautiful girl I saw in the mirror was my twin sister, so when I would sit on my mom's counter while she did her make up, I would lean over and kiss myself in the mirror.
I used to believe that the dogs playing poker in the picture were real and I had dreams that I played with them!
When I was young I went on Holiday with my mother, I went to put my clothes away in the cupboard and saw 2 white balls in there. I asked my mum what are those and she said "they are moth balls" I looked at her really strange as I really thought they were a moths balls and they had left them behind. My mum never lets me forget this.lmao
I believed for some reason that my mother's box of Calgon Bouquet bath salts was evil or dangerous or something, and when very young would cower from it, screaming, "Bookon Ookay! Bookon Ookay!!"
I used to believe when I was 4-5 that etheopians lived under my bed and if i just kept feeding then they would not come out and eat my legs when I got up in the middle of the night. This believe came to an abrupt stop when my mother came to clean under my bed and saw all of the left over rotten food......
When I was young I used to try to drink the water in the bath tub and my mom told me it was made of smushed up flies. I have been waiting for a fly to come out of the faucet ever since... (I am 33)
When I was about 6 my stepmom told me that if I held my head under the bed sheets for more than 10 seconds I would suffocate and die. Needless to say when my siblings and I played and they put my head under anything I would scream with fear. I still don't like my head to be covered with anything to this day, I am 31!
I know this is an old one. But I believed a monster lived under my bed. I would turn the lights off and take two steps sailing into my bed before the thing could grab me. I liked to sleep with my arm over the side of the bed, but I would not dare hang my arm over the bed unless my brother would" exactly at the same time"
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I always had to sleep with my feet under the covers or else speed racer would drive over them.
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I used to jump into and out of bed because I thought that there were people waiting there that would chop off my toes and sell them.
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I used to think there were coffins in the attic above my bed. I thought the ceilin would cave in and dead bodies and coffins would fall on me!
when i was small, i used to think that the popular boys in my class had hidden cameras in the bathrooms of every girl to see which ones were the prettiest ones. That's why i had to undress very "sexily". Imagine a nine year old doing that...
When I was a kid, we used to have a tv set with 7 channel buttons and one marked with "AV". We never used AV and once I asked my that what would that button do. "Well, son, the tv set would explode if you press it." I never pressed the AV button.
When I was small our hot water was heated by the coalfire. In the evening you could hear the rumblings from the water tank... I used to think that this noise was Wee Willie Winkie coming to check that if I was in bed yet - I ran to my room!
From the age 4-7 years I believed a witch lived under my bed. So every night I would get in starting position by my light switch, flick the light off; then proceed to run as fast as I could and launch myself onto my bed so the 'witch' wouldn't grab me and put me in a potion. There were several times when I'd trip over a toy and land flat on my face on the way to my bed. Once I even jumped too early and missed the bed altogether, landing flat out on my stomache!