around the house
When I was younger, I used to be scared of vacuum.
When I was young I saw all those colorful bottles in the kitchen sink cabinet and being the curious toddler I was, I wanted to drink them. My parents kept saying you can't drink them they're poison. I guessed they were some kind of "grown-up" drink like alcohol or beer because they weren't for kids. I also thought my parents secretly drank them when I wasn't looking.
I used to think you had to be an adult to drink household chemicals
Due to cartoons I used to believe that pretty much all kids had treehouses in their backyards, and I felt left out that our family didn't have one. Guess I never noticed that treehouses in real life aren't anywhere near as common as they are in cartoons!
when i was a child, i used to believe that at the bottom of the pool was Atlantis like in the little mermaid movie. I was trying to press the tiles in case it came out of nowhere.
You know how, at least in the UK and Ireland, flammable objects such as clothes and books have labels reading "Keep Away From Fire"? Well, when I was little, I thought Keep Away From Fire was a brand and everything with the label was connected in some way. I think I first saw it on another kid's Spider-Man costume, so I wondered how Spider-Man fit in to the brand.
I used to believe that when I hit some objects they suffered like a living being and so I had to be kind with them.
I used to think you could die if you jumped half way down the stairs.
I used to think that when you saw a children's stairgate in somebody's house, it meant there was something fun upstairs, like a playground or toyshop, and was rather disappointed to realize that it was just to prevent toddlers from falling down the stairs, although I must have used one myself, although I don't remember!
I used to think the smell of hoovering was sort of like makeup or talcum powder, although it's really just the dust.
I used to believe that some crocodiles could come out from under the couch
I was staying at my grandparents' place and their spare bedroom has a large window leading to a huge (like the size of a room) abandoned aviary.
Well, I woke up in the night, looked up, and saw my reflection in the window. Being half asleep, I thought it was another person and shouted, "Ah! There's a girl in the aviary!".
I used to think that the bath support rail in my great gran's flat was some sort of emergency slide rail, and if she was suddenly hurt or even dead, an air ambulance would land on the roof and the paramedic team would slide through the ceiling, like with those sliding polls that you get in playgrounds!
I used to think that when you went in a lift, the doors would go up and down with the lift inside, and never understood why they were still there when the person was inside.
I used to think, before going abroad for the first time, when I was 9 and went to Portugal, that staying in holiday apartments would be like staying in my great gran's flat. (:
When I was a child I used to believe that the handle of my parent's bedroom was alive during the night. I could see every night the same show: 2 little metal people were talking about us.
When I was a kid I thought that most people did not wear pajamas top bed. Obviously some other people did because pajamas existed and you could buy them in stores. But, for some reason, I thought most people just wrote regular clothes to bed. Our family was different somehow.
I believed that the lady that you heard announcing the time on the phone literally sat at her job in front of a microphone, around the clock without stop, 24/7. I wondered how she ever slept or ate.
As a toddler, I was particularly interested in the secretive little bird that lived inside the cuckoo clock on our living room wall. When he wasn't peeking out of his little door to announce the hour, I believed that he spent most of his time performing very complicated tasks to operate the clock and to keep it running accurately.
I thought that the sign for "babies can't use this toy" which depicted a frowning baby face with a line through it meant "no sad babies allowed".