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when i was young my dad used to say that there was a draft coming in from under the door i then ran and hid in my bedroom because i thought he was saying there is a giraffe coming in under the door .
Having my parents constantly warning me not to press the red record button I used to think that when you press the record button on the remote control that the house would blow up.
When I was younger, I would believe that vacuum cleaners were capable of sucking up humans.
My sister told me that White-Out (the Liquid Paper brand) was for when you ran out of paper and needed more. You just poured some White-Out on the table and you had a new sheet of paper.
When I was little, my bedroom had this wallpaper on it. It was white, with sort of a beige plaid pattern on it. This pattern resulted in a whole bunch of two inch squares all over the walls. One night, while lying in bed, it occured to me that they looked an awful lot like buttons. After poking a few, I thought that it was probably a disguise to hide a real button, one that would open my very own secret passage in the wall! Unfortunately, this beleive came crashing down when my mom took it all off to paint my room a much prettier design.
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 younger i thought that the air vents led directly to China, dont ask why its little kid logic. One night my mom told me that i should eat all of my vegetables because there are starving people in China who would like to eat them. Well i ran out to the air vent and shoved my broccoli into the air vent. my mom got mad and said that only the spiders would eat thebroccoli and that the vent didnt lead to China. This event happened several times, once with shreaded cheese ( i was feeding the spiders though)
I thought that when water was heated it turned into tea. People boiled the kettle, poured it into a teapot and the magic was done.
when iwas a child there was a hole in the ceiling above our sink and i used to think that the hole sucked up the steam when my mom would drain pasta. it turns out steam rises by itself.
I used belive when all the people were out of the house. All the inanimmate objects would have a party.
When i was little I used to believe that the people in the photographs framed in my room could see me. I would have to turn them all around before getting dressed so they wouldn't see me.
I thought adults never slept.They were up when I went to sleep and when I woke up, so I just assumed that only children needed sleep. [For whatever reason.]
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.
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.
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.
My dad was sewing up a hole in one of my socks (favourite pair at the time) and when he had finished he told me he had sewn the sock onto his hand and couldn't get it off and that he would have to walk around with my sock on his hand for the rest of his life. I was most upset as it was my favourite sock and I wanted it back!
I use to believe my father when he said they were so poor when he was a kid, they had to steal the neighbours garbage so it looked like his family could afford to throw things out (He lived on a farm without garbage collection)
We had a big old mixmaster that I used to help turn while the beaters whirred around. I believed that if you turned the bowl the opposite direction, the batter would unmix. I was afraid I'd get in trouble if I tried it.
I used to think that there was something called a 'sittit' relating to military equipment, because whenever my mum or daya would come into my bedroom they would say 'this room looks like a bomb sittit'. I thought the toys must have been arranged to look like a cannon or something
My mother always told me that when we turned on a light switch and the lightbulb blew out, that I we "turned it on too hard". I was in my 20's before I learned the truth.