My grandpa told me that there were little guys (about the size of those little green army men) who lived under his bed. If I behaved I could take them home to live with me. Each time I would visit him I would bring more home. I thought they were real. I would tell them stories and act out all sorts of things. Sometimes they would hide in my pocket and go places with me.
One day my grandpa was really grouchy. So I ask him why he was being so mean. He replied, "Well, the little guys kept me up all night. They were up drinking tequilla with the Mexicans all night. I didn't get any sleep. Those guys sure know how to have fun." Later that week, I got in trouble at school and told my teacher the same story...My teacher called home full of concern...
A childhood belief about imaginary friends
others believed things like this
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- When i lived in texas i believed the UPS guys were Santa Clause— Lauren
- i used to believe that the green arrows on the traffic lights told you which way you had to go to get home.— Helen
- I thought pretending I was sick to stay home from school was called cookie not hookie.— Jen
- When I was in kindergarten, I used to believe that they locked the teacher's in the teacher's lounge at night.Anon
- I used to belief sloths lived in trees outside my childhood home. My older sister told me so.Anon