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I thought that all of my dolls and stuffed animals were alive and hated me. I only really liked two of the stuffed animals and none of the dolls, but I believed that if they ever figured this out, the unloved ones would kill me. I made sure to look at each one the same amount of time so as not to show favoritism. At night, each one had to be in my bed and touching me so that it felt loved. If any of them stopped touching me before I fell asleep, I was sure that they would kill me. (Yeah, I have pretty significant OCD.)
In middle school, when we got a new refrigerator, I thought that we had two kinds of water. Regular water and then "light" water. My mom was trying to lose weight and so I told her to drink the light water. I still get made fun of to this day.
When I was young, just after the dinosaurs died, our TV repairman had two hooks because his hands had been amputated (war injury, perhaps, as it was just after Korea?). He also was the repairman for everyone in the neighborhood. I came to the conclusion, that in order to become a TV repairman, you had to have your hands replaced by hooks, steep price to pay for an occupation.
On my first day of school we did a practice fire drill and where taught how we should line up outside, in front of the school in the event of a fire alarm. What our teacher didn't tell us, however, was that this only applied to school. So...a couple days later when I was at home with my parents, my mom was cooking something when she accidentally set off the fire alarm. I quickly dropped everything I was doing, opened the door and ran outside, expecting that my parents would follow me and we would "line up" in front of our house, just like at school.
When I was 4, I believed that if I "planted" a lollipop stick in my sandbox, a lollipop tree would grow. I did this in wintertime, and when the weather unraveled the paper from around the stick, I took it to mean that the lollipop tree was actually growing!
I got in trouble when I was little for taking the 'flat' batteries out of the garbage because they were clearly still round.
WHen I was a kid i used to believe you could dig to Australia
As a very young kid (around 7 or 8) I got a childrens book called "How to dig a hole to the other side of the world" and I knew my purpose in life. You can actually see several of the pages at Amazon.
Digging everyday after school behind the garage for several weeks got me a hole I could barely climb out of. When my parents finally realized I was actually making some possibly dangerous progress they filled it in as I sobbed uncontrollably. As obviously silly as it is, I'll never forget how upset and bitter I was that day.
When I was very young, my parents did some renovations on our house. We were putting on a second floor, and since we were staying in a house in a different neighbourhood (that meant I didn't see them building) I thought that to put on a second floor, all one had to do was go to Home Depot and buy one. I thought we had to stay at another house because it was so loud when the second floor got put on that it would hurt our ears.
I believe that fairies are real. My grown up friend told me
That if i sit in the garden with no one els, and sit there for an hour they would come out. But i did not see anything yet.
When I was very young, my older sister told me that you had to sleep on the same pillow every night or your head would fall off. She even said that once, her pillow accidently got switched with another pillow, and she had to get surgery to reattach her head!
I used to believe that my mom would just individually memorize the specific washing instructions for every piece of clothing I owned. It never occurred to me that she would just read the instructions on the tag sewn in the back.
I used to think that whenever you saw a movie or a video online, it was being preformed live, so every time somebody wanted to see it, the characters would need to get out and do it all over again.
From age 3 to about 6, when people said, "shut the door, you'll let a draft in," I thought drafts were huge, stealthy, pale-grey bats that must be kept outside at all costs.
When I was small I thought people were actually inside the TV and that we could take them out.
When I was a kid, I used to think the reason my parents locked the doors at night was to keep packs of wolves from coming into our house. We didn't even have wolves where I grew up.
When I was young my parents had a water bed. I believed that, since there was water in it, there must be fish, and since there were fish there must also be sharks. I was terrified that a shark was going to eat me if I got on their bed.
I used to believe that when families moved, they just directly traded houses with the person whose house they were moving into. When I was disabused of this notion, I was still very confused as to where the other family went.
Our house had a very steep stairway to second story with a metal bannister. When I was little, I used to "FLY" down those stairs, but when I told parents about it, they said "YOU DID NOT!"; and so I learned to STOP FLYING and just use the bannister and descend the stairs like grownups did. (But sometimes in my dreams I can still do that FLYING--and it always feels so FUN and FREE.)
When I was 5 I thought that I am the only living person and everyone is there to make me happy and when I leave a room the time there stops and all the people there turn into dolls...