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I used to think that your whole life was a dream, and one day you would wake up and be a different person!
when i was about 6 yrs old, I noticed my heartbeat in my bed. I thought it was army men marching.
When I was younger, I thought that when I went to bed at night, everyone else in my part of the world went to bed too, and every public place and road would be completely deserted.
I used to believe adults couldn't dream. My parents never talked about their dreams to me until I was about 10 or so.
I used to believe that the crusties that appear in the corner of your eyes after you sleep came from a little duck walking across your face in the middle of the night that would poop in the corners of your eyes. I used to try to stay up as late as I could to try and catch it in the the act.
I used to believe that it was impossible to distinguish dreams from reality. I remember being with my dad an thinking to myself,
'i could just be dreaming all of this and its not really happening'
I was an odd child:)
My mother used to convince us that she could see doves in our eyes when we were tired. The more number of doves, the more tired we were. 3 or 4 doves was the max & used to promptly make us tuck into bed....
i used to believe that i had to sleep so that i could live the life of my other soul on the other side of the world.
When I was little, I believed that if I didn't wear socks to bed, a man from across a field near our house, would bite my feet.
I was led to believe by my parents that I would only grow while I was sleeping before midnight. Thus, the earlier I went to bed the bigger I would grow.
I used to believe nobody moved or breathed when they slept... so when I pretended to be asleep I would hold my breath and 'talk in my dreams' to cover up my breathing!
I don't remember what age this was around but I used to believe that restrooms were rooms with several beds in them that people could lie down in when they got tired.
When I was in kindergarten, I used to think that people stopped breathing when they went to sleep. After learning from my mother that they didn't, I was shocked!
When I was a child, i loved Michael Jackson, and still do. I thought he took me to Neverland at night because all of the dreams were in there, and he would watch over me. Most of my friends told me they don't dream so I thought I was the only one Michael gave dreams to.
I used to believe that the boogie man put boogers in my nose while i was sleeping. Thanks to my neighbor!
I used to think that you were only supposed to breathe when you were asleep so I would try to hold my breath for as long as possible during the day
I used to believe that I couldn't fall asleep until I yawned, and that I would have to be COMPLETELY still afterword. If I moved at all, I would have to wait until I yawned again and didn't move before I could fall asleep.
A lady at our church had been through a stroke causing one side of her face to droop. Our mom informed my brother and I that it was because she slept with a fan blowing on that side of her face, which we loved to do every night. Consequently we moved our fans down by our feet. Touche Mom!
I used to think that when you slept, you stoped breathing. I would pretend to be asleep when my parents came into my room, and hold my breath. I would end up gasping for breath, revieling that I was awake.
I used to believe that if you didn't go to sleep, the sun would never come up.