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i always have and still do think that theyres a mirror world on the other side of the glass. your reflection is the exact opposite of you, except they look exactly the same. these mirror people always knew where you were and when you were going to look in a mirror and what you were going to do when you looked in the mirror.
i was always trying to fake out my reflection, like id start to move my hand one way and then trow it back the other. needless to say it never worked
When I was little I loved a movie called the hugga-bunch. It was a bout these little doll looking kids that liked to hug. When someone was unhappy they would watch you through your mirror, and come out to try and help you. in order to go to their world you had to hug alot in front of the mirror to make it look like clouds were coming out of it. I always wanted to go there...so I would stand in front of the mirror for hours hugging my stuffed animals..and my hugga-bunch doll trying to make my mirror soft. Needless to say I never got the mirror soft. Looking back thinking about dolls watching you from the other side of the mirror is really creepy!
when mirrors showed the opposite way like d becomes b i figured that it must be because the parallel universe existed in it. i was afraid that i might get sucked in to it and my evil twin from the other dimension will take over my life so when i looked in to mirrors i used to stay as far as possible away from them! ( i was 8 then)
I used to think there was another world inside the mirror where Mirror-Me lived and I was always scared she would jump out, kill me, and take over my life.
I used to believe that if you swallowed a fly or a bug that it would crawl to your heart and kill you. So whenever I was cycling or running I would always keep my mouth shut.
i always thought I was the reflection and your reflection was a person
I used to believe that mirrors were like a portal that lead you to a world that was the opposite way round. (because mirrors reflected the opposite. Until i tried walking into one.
I used to believe in a 'mirror world' like Dana did in her post on this topic. I too used to spend a lot of time gazing into what i thought was an 'alter world' where things LOOK the same, but arent quite the same....and i'd try to look round 'the corner' of the mirror, hoping to see something different inside the 'other Joanne's' bedroom.
I used to believe the little girl in the mirror had a life of her own. I wondered if she went to school, fought with her parents, if she had any brothers or sisters. I always wondered if she was happy or sad and why she always copied everything I did with the other side of her body.
I used to believe that whenever you looked in a mirror you were really looking at a person in a different world that looked just like you.
I used to belive that on the other side of the mirror there were other people just like us from another dimension, and i would spend hours looking at it to see if i see something different.
I used to believe that at night if there was a mirror facing towards the bed then something that lived on the other side of the mirror could come into your bedroom so I used to make sure that all the mirrors were not reflecting my bed in them, i don't know where i got the idea from though
I used to believe that when i looked in the mirror it was someone in a differnt land looking at me, and untill i was about 5 i never looked at myself in the mirror.
A long time ago my stepfather in response to finding me having a staring contest with my reflection in the mirror told me about a prince (Or a count I can't really remember) who was so obsessed with his reflection, (He wasn't vain, just curious) that eventually he was dragged into the mirror-world....needless to say I still have moments where I stare in the mirror expecting my relection to do something on it's own.
When I was 7 and 8 years old, I used to believe that my reflection (image) in a mirror might be another "me" in a world identical to this one (but opposite), thinking identical thoughts, and I was his reflection as he was mine. In his eyes, I could understand and 'see' what he was thinking, because I was thinking it myself.
I thought my echo was his voice.
I don't know why, but I was terrified of reverberation-type echoes in restrooms until I was 8 or 9, and I used to think your 'shadow' was a part of you which could be lost, like in Peter Pan (e.g. you only had one).
But mostly, I remember the mirrors. I'd stare into my eyes thinking his thoughts. My mother thought I was vain because I spent so much time at the mirror.
After watching the Poltergueist 3 I started to believe that you could go on the other side of the mirror but that was the bad side. So when I saw my reflection in the mirror I would yell at it and I waited for it's face to turn bad like in the movie! I am still waiting for my reflection to turn evil!
I used to think that when I would look in the mirror the person I was looking at was the evil version of me. I was scared to be in a closed room with a mirror for too long. I thought they had lifes and on the other side they would do everything oppisite of what I would do except they were bad! And they were plotting to kill me!
I used to believe that if i was bad, my twin in the mirror would suck me into her mirror land and make me live with her mirror family!
When I was little I believed that there was another world in the mirror, so everytime I went to the bathroom, I would talk to the mirror and would think what it's answer was..
When i was like 6 I was watching rugrats. I saw the episode where they thought there was another world on the other side of the mirror. After that I thought that mirror recorded what I did. And I even tried to see if there was another world on the other side.
MORAL OF THE STORY: T.V. MAKES YOU THINK WEIRD!