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When I was younger I used to believe that when my brother or sister chased me with the vaccume that I would get sucked up.
My mother used to have a walk-in closet, and I couldn't understand the concept of it as I didn't have any closet myself. She didn't like anyone touching her stuff and forbid me to go in there. I was only allowed to if she was already inside. So I was convinced that the closet was a magical portal. On the rare occasions she wasn't around, I would sneak in and absorb the mystical aura. If I opened the door, I would be transported to a magical world or a different dimension.
When we were about 6 my friends and I discovered a storm drain under my back porch. We were thoroughly convinced it led to China and dug at it with forks until my parents caught us.
My family room used to have a large stereo system, and I thought that if I cut open the speakers I would find a small person singing all of the music.
When I was 9 years old, I asked for an amethyst necklace for Christmas. (I still believed in Santa) My older sister got jealous so she told me that gold was colored the way it was because people peed on silver. I never wore the necklace again and still have an aversion to yellow gold.
That blankets had some magic quality that made it so you could become warm and stay that way
When I was a child I used to believe that, if I jumped off a high enough ledge, a paper bag could act like a parachute. Countless times i would jump off the couch in my old house and try to make the plastic bag catch the wind. I was too afraid to jump off the stairs but i truly believed it would work. I know now that a paper bag couldn't possible support the weight of a human being much less an adult.
When I was little, whenever I put a video in the VCR, I pulled my hand back really fast because I thought my fingers would get sucked in the VCR along with the video.
I used to believe that if I opened the dishwasher while it was running, a tsunami of hot water and suds would come flooding out of it and I'd get washed away.
It wasn't until I was 24 that I finally opened it mid way through a cycle and the water just stops and not a drop escapes. What a let down that was!
I believed you ran the vacuum to cut the carpet and used the lawn mower to smooth out the grass.
I used to believe that when people moved, they just switched houses and all the stuff in the new house was now their stuff.
I used to believe that elderly persons, especially the rich, never go to the gents or to the ladies. I was surprised the first day I discovered my Mum going to the Ladies (I mean going to ease herself).
My dad said that when the light stopped working in the fridge ......the little man inside had decided too turn off his light and go on a holiday and he will be back in a few day .... Then when you open the door and the light was back on the little man had come back home xooxxo
When I was younger, I used to believe little people lived in my air vents, so I would sit in front of the vents looking for them.
I used to think that when you moved, you SWITCHED houses with the person who moved out.
I used to believe that water-heaters were radioactive because my parents obtained a "Radiation Hazard" sticker, and placed it on our water-heater. This stayed with me until about age 11
I use to believe that all the homes were taken by the road side because every where we move it was a house down a long path.
When I was little, we had an answering machine which was supposed to tell the time someone called before you hear the message. This didn't actually work, I guess the machine was broken, because before every message it would always say the same time: “Sunday, 12AM”.
I kept wondering why people always called us at the same exact time every week.
My mom always told us if we sang at the dinner table, we would go to bed crying. At the age of 16 I finally scraped up the courage to ask her why. She said, "Because if you sing at the table, I will beat your butt!"
when I was 5, after watching Beauty and the Beast, I was convince that when a teapot would produce smoke, it was simply because it was mad!
I believed this until I was 7.