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i beleived that when someone bought a new house, they would swap with the person they bought it from
When I was really little, my parents had our entire living room decorated in Elvis Presley memorbilia. I used to be so afraid of the eyes in all the pictures of Elvis, that my parents had to go around to the all their huge pictures and tape tissue paper over his eyes so that I wouldn't be afraid. People used to come to our house and ask "Why are Elvis' eyes covered??"
when i was around 7 yrs old, my father was vacuuming and found a straw sticking out of an electric outlet. My father told us that whoever (me or my 2 younger sisters) did it must tell him immediately so he could rush them to the hospital before their hair fell out. I started crying profusely... and my father assumed I had stuck the straw in the outlet. As he dragged me to my room, i yelled... " i didn't do it" and he asked "then why are you crying?". I screamed at the top of my lungs.... " I DON'T WANT A BALD SISTER!!!!"
I used to share a bunk bed with my older sister, and we would always fight for the top bunk. One day my sister told me that the heaviest person was supposed to sleep on the top. She showed me the warning tag that was attached to the frame, knowing I couldn't read, and started making up what it said. For years after, I would tell all my friends about how the heavier one of us had to sleep on top, instead of bottom.
When I was a kid I'd look for places to hide before I go to bed, because I believe that strange men will attack me while I'm asleep.
You can never be too sure.
I used to believe that my grandma's spare room was haunted because my brother and sister played a prank on me. I was scared to go into the spare room by myself, and i still am now!
My mum told me not to lick a knife. I, naturally, asked why, and she replied that I might cut my tongue otherwise. And still to this day, whenever I lick knives, I never lick the cutting edge, only the side. Only much later did I learn it was apparently bad manners to do so regardless of which side you lick. Obviously she should have explained it that way instead of trying to be clever ;)
I used to believe that there was a little man, like an elf or something, that lived in the refrigerator to turn the light on and off. I believed this same thing about car doors that locked/unlocked automatically.
There was a laundry shute on the 2nd floor across the hall from my bedroom. I would throw my dirty clothes down the shute and it would land in a basket at the end of the chute in the basement. I truly believed that the chute magically cleaned my clothes and somehow all the laundry would appear folded on my bed several hours later!
When my brother and I were younger, we used to call photo negatives 'angels'. It was just logical to us that they were angels!
I would help my mom with cooking when I was little, and I thought when you put things in the bowl, you were really creating a little world. The ingredients represented weather, so for example, when you put eggs in, it was sunny. Flour was snow, water was obviosly rain, sugar was an ice storm, and chocolate was a mudslide. I always felt horrible for mixing it all up and making them have a tornado! Then when you baked it, the mini world had its apocalypse and was no more. :(
My daughter had been raised in a rural area with water from our well. If there was no electricity to run the pumps, there was no running water in the house. She never made the connection that this was a "mountain thing" until she went to UCLA. There was a power outage on campus, and she remarked, "Oh darn, I wanted to take a shower".
I used to think that wood stoves I read about in books were made out of wood. I even developed a theory that it was made out of very hard wood that burned at higher temperatures so it didn't catch on fire like the logs inside it.
I used to think when you moved house the house that the people's whose house your were moving into would then move into yours.
One time, when I was about nine, my best friend and I said the exact same word at the exact same time. My mother told us that when that happens you are supposed to say "You Owe me a Coke" but I mis herd her and thought that we two people said the same word at the same time an old man would die (I think I got this idea from peterpan when he tells wendy that saying not beliving in fairies makes causes a fairy to die) SO the next time we both said a word at the same time i shouted out Old man is gonna croke!
As a child I was terrified of yetis (despite the fact I live in England and they don't) and I was certain that they lived at the bottom of my garden and in the cupboard under the stairs/other random places in my house. Whenever I went down the garden I would freak out and run back up it, screaming.
This belief was shared by my twin sister, as was the idea that, if you flushed the toilet, the yetis would come running (though I have no idea why they would do that or what they'd do when they got there).
when i was young, my mon always didn't allow me to put up umbrella under roofs because it will make me become shorter and shorter. really? i remember i still believed in it when i was in junior high...haha, funny...maybe that's the reason i don't like umbrella...lol
I once believed that at night when you were in bed your pets would wake up and kiss you good night.
When I was a toddler I kept trying to put my fingers in the electrical outlets, so my mother would always tell me "no no Anna." I thought all electrical outlets were called "no nos" until I was about seven.
My mother usually don't do the washing up right away and leaves the dishes to soak, I used to believe the things that were washed right away weren't as clean as things that had soaked or even thing that had been left in a pile by the sink over night. I still don't like eating of plates there have been washed right after use.