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i used to think there were tiny see through crystals under the carpert and that the shed was a pink fairy palace after dark. (i was a bit of an optimist)

rhi

We had one of those automatic ice-makers in our freezer when I was growing up. I used to believe that the noise it made was a man named Stanley who made the ice. I made the mistake of telling that to my grandmother, who put a little plastic man and woman in the freezer, so that when I looked to see if Stanley really existed, I found not only did he exist but had a wife!
Stanley's wife never got a name, though. She was always just referred to as "his wife". It took me a long time to accept that Stanley didn't really make my ice.

Danielle

I used to beleive that the trashcan was magical because everytime I put something in it, it dissappeared. Once i even put my shoe in it.

Jimbo

When I was a little kid I used to think double doors on houses were for fat people who couldn't fit through one door.

DeDe

When I was little, my grandpa had me convinced that the rope for manually opening the garage door was actually used to collapse the entire house. I used to wonder how to pull it and still escape being crushed by the falling roof.

Kat

When the cold winter wasnt too far off, i remember playing by the door, and my mother said 'dont play at the door because a draft will come in under it' .
I interpeted this as 'A Giraffe will come under the door' , and had a visualization of a Giraffe, sliding in from under the door.

Anon

When I was little my sister was in amateur dramatics and my mum was often sewing theatrical dresses. I remember them kidding me that the sequins were actually fairy records and I spent ages looking for a tiny record player that these would fit onto.

Jackie

I thought garden gnomes were alive because when I was about 5 I went to someones house and they had an electronic driveway gate and tons of garden gnomes. I saw the gnomes standing around and the gate opening by itself.. the gnomes were alive.

Alessandra

when i was young i thought that when they would liquidate a house, they would take a giant magnifying glass and melt the house. then they would put the house juice in a jar and put it on a shelf somewhere.

Bob

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!

JewLea

i used to believe that edward scissorhands lived in our family friend's attic.

Anon

When I was about six, I used to believe that ceiling fans had two settings; hot air and cool air. I thought that if it was spinning one way, it produced a nice breeze, but in reverse it would spit out warm air. Sounded like a good theory.

Ryan

I somehow got the idea that if I boiled a rock, it would come to life. My dad disproved that...

Anon

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.

Keep Away From Fire

I thought an antimacassar was something that blew up macassars, which I assumed was something vaguely low class that rich people who had antimacassars hated.

blnkfrnk

I use to believe that when somebody said "put some elbow grease into it" I thought there was really such a thing as elbow grease.

bingo

my mother told us that there was a mr. wall and if we touched the walls with our dirty hands he would take her away. we did and she hid in the closet acting like he took her. we had to promise mr. wall never to get the walls dirty again.

karen axberg

I used to believe that if you sat on the arm of the chair/sofa it would break and you would fall off, through the floor and into the sea.

Kelly Drewett

When I was little, and I was very upset at times, I believed that if the walls could have feelings, they would laugh or mock me. But, when I wanted to escape them, I would look up--towards the cieling, because if it had feelings, it would like me and comfort me.

Jennifer Salisbury, CA

My grandmother had antimacassars on her chairs, but I thought they were just called Chair Covers. When I heard the real word for them, I thought it meant they had belonged to Auntie Macassar - mercifully I never asked who she was.

Rachel