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When we were small, I convienced my little brother that our reflections in the mirror were our exact opposites and that they were all evil. His name is Sal so I told him that his reflection was named Las and that Las was an evil demon who would do him harm if he ever did anything to make him angry. A few weeks later we went on vacation and our hotel room had an entire wall that was one big mirror. Poor Sal was petrified and when my mom found out why she made me tell him the truth. However, I think he still believed that reflections were evil for sometime after that since I did see him run really fast past mirrors a few times after that.
when i was about 6 i thought that behind the mirror was a whole other world and the mirror was really a window. so i used to walk up to the window and invite my reflection to come over for a play date. i was quite dissapointed when " my friend from the other world" didn't show up!
When I was very young, I thought that mirrors were lying to me about how I looked (ie, I really had blue eyes instead of brown). I would get dressed up in different outfits and jump out in front of the mirror to try to trick it into showing me what I really looked like.
I used to believe that there were whole other worlds on the insides of mirrors and that when I looked into them, I was just catching a glimpse of another universe. The girl in the mirror and I just happened to look at each other at the exact same time and wear the same clothing, but our lives were otherwise fairly different.
The flip side to this were reflections in glass. Especially at night, I always thought I'd be able to see ghosts in them if I just looked long enough.
I used to believe that when you were standing in front of a mirror, there was a camera behind it that taped everything you did. I never undressed in front of a mirror and I would always end up talking to it. I sometimes still catch myself "putting on a show" for the camera behind the mirror.
When I was little I was watching a movie (can't remember what movie now) in which a man tells a story about mirrors. He says when he was kid he was sitting on the toilet in a bathroom that two mirror facing each other. So he started to count the reflections back. When he got to around the 17th reflection he saw a little troll waving at him. I'm 31 yrs old now and even to this day I will not look into the continued reflections whenever I look in mirrors that face each other
i used to believe that mirrors were a portal to another world and the only reason we cant get in is because our parallel selves are stopping us.
I used to be super scared of the bathroom and mirrors because my sister told me to watch bloody mary
Until recently (like a year ago) I used to believe I could somehow manage to catch myself blinking while looking in the mirror. I thought if I blinked fast enough I could see it. I'm pretty bright but for some odd reason I would just stare and wait for me to blink to see what I looked like with my eyes closed. Then one day it dawned on me that I can't see it because I'm blinking at the exact same time as my reflection and that it would be physically impossible to watch myself blink. Sometimes I can be a little slow....
i used to be obsessed with this thought that my reflection in a mirror was my long-lost twin vanessa, and she was trapped in the mirror. yeeeeeah, i had an imagination.
i used to believe that i hosted my own reality show to people living inside mirrors. when something good would happen, i would say "and thats how you get that done" and when something bad would happen i would be ashamed and not look in any mirrors, knowing i'd dissapointed my fans.
i used to believe that you could just walk into a mirror to the other world on the other side... but every time i tried it didnt work! i couldnt figure out how everything was in the mirror and why i couldnt go in it... today i still want to go inside a mirror! how awesome would that be!?!?
I remember the first time that I looked in a mirror and realized, "Hey, that's what I look like!"
I used to think that there was a whole other world behind the mirror that was just like ours, only way more exiciting. Oh, and my reflection was my twin.
When I was like 6, I used to look at myself in the mirror , and wonder if the mirror was "lying" to me, and if that was really what I looked like. So almost every time I would my mom what I looked like, every time she said the same thing- short w/brown hair, round cute nose, brown eyes, and lots of freckles. For some reason I never believed her though, and i thought she was just on the mirror "SIDE" so every time I passed the mirror I yelled LIAR. I REALLY THOUGHT I WAS LIKE DIFFERENT LOOKING!
I was a strange child- LOL
I used to believe that when I was asleep, "Mirror people" (compliments of my Aunt...) came out and raided my stash of candy...So, I stayed up for a while night, sitting in the dark waiting for the monsterous Mirror People to come flocking in. After my door opened, I found out that it was actually my cousin getting into my Halloween stash...
When I was little, I believed that there was a whole other world inside the mirror, but it was exactly like the one we lived in.
Everytime I left a mirror, I'd say goodbye to the person in the mirror who looked like me and wished them a nice day.
I used to strongly suspect that every mirror was actually a tw-way mirror. This was easy to check at home, and I was pretty sure the house bathroom was okay since it faced an outside wall, and I checked closely to make sure there weren't any holes or anything like that.
Public restrooms on the other hand...
i used to belive that in mirrors, there was a person, and when you stood in front of the mirror, they quickly drew you. i belived this until aroud the age of 7
I used to believe that I had a twin who was imprisoned in my mirror, because she was bad.
I used to fight with her (er..me) all the time; I thought she was mocking me.