One Christmas, I wanted a certain doll more than anything else in the world. Every day I would tell my parents about it, or I would point it out in the store. After kindergarten one day, I came home to find a bunch of toys, including the doll, but they were all marked "ED." I cried in my room because the things I wanted were all going to some girl named Ed who I'd never even met before. I never told my mom because I wanted to be good, and Christmas morning I finally opened my presents. There were the doll and all of the other presents. My mom, amused at my surprise, proceeded to explain to me what initials were.
A childhood belief about names
others believed things like this
- My Sister Once Said That Polly Pocket Was A Real Girl That Got Shrunk To Doll Size And Turned Into A Doll.— Jamie
- when i was little i thought that jesus delivered presents on christmas not santa .— gaby
- i thought that if i dressed in my holly hobby doll's clothes, no one would be able to find me.— pikl
- I thought that my Sheriff Woody doll could protect me if I was home alone.Anon
- I remember a girl in my kindergarten class told me she wanted to be a waterfall when she grew up.Anon
- I used to believe that my doll Kimberly was real and if I listened carefully, that I'd hear her speak!— Kristy