body functions: special powers

I used to believe I could fly, then after watching superman one time at the neighbours house I was convinced we could - all we needed was to drape our dressing gowns around our necks and somewhere to jump from that was very high- we lived in a 3 storey home so my littlest brother and I went to the top floor window and perched ourselves on the sill, I was ready to push my brother out the window (I had nominated he try first). Lucky for us my elder brothers saw and saved us from a nasty fall.

I used to think i was the onlyone who could hear myself think.I wondered why i was the only one to do this.I thought i was talking in my brain and talking to other peopleinside me

I used to think that parents could always know what their kids were thinking...telepathy or something...so I would always try and censor my thoughts around my parents. Even if they weren't around, I thought they might still know what I was thinking, and felt guilty if I caught myself thinking things I shouldn't.

I used to believe that me and my pet bird could read each other's minds. I got this from the movie "escape to witch mountain".

I believed FOREVER that all i needed to fly was enough plastic wegmans bags & a high enough jump point.i never had more than 2 bags, and the highest off the gruond i got was 1 foot.

I used to think that when-ever I watched a movie at school every-body would see your thoughts, and I kept my hands on top of my head, so that no-one could see my thoughts. My kindergarten teachers were very concerned.

I used to think that everyone has special powers, and even with attempts in the past 10,000 years of existence, we have never been able to tap into our own energy and release powers we never knew we had. I once went into my back yard and tried to set a piece of wood on fire. I had a headache for the rest of the day.

I used to believe that many people had the ability to read minds. Whenever i thought about something innapropriate and a person seemed to eye me from the corner of his/her eye, i would think he/she heard my thoughts and thought i was wierd or something. I also thought a girl in my class had the ability to read minds. I had a crush on her, and whenever i thought about her, she seemed to peek at me when she was reading. When we became bf-gf, i finally got over that mind reading thing.

I used to believe that I had special powers to understand and communicate with animals.

I told my 4yr old cousin that if he grabbed foam plates and flapped them hard & fast enough he would fly. He tried it and he said that he couldn't do it, so my dad grabbed the plates and flapped hard (however he was in bed) pushing himself up with his abs. His butt was the only thing touching the bed, and when he couldnt stand it he stopped, so it looked like he was about to fly. Man, I crack up every time I see my cousin try.

When I was little, I used to believe that if I rubbed my index fingers together (in a back an forth motion) while they looked like an 'X' it wouldn't rain and we could go out and play.

I used to believe that if I thiught hard enough that I could go back in time. I used to sit in my room for hours thinking as hard as I could about the past, to see if I could go back in time. When that didn't work I incorperated it into my dreams. I would try to go back in time in my dreams because I was convinced I could but that maybe it didn't work unless I was asleep.

When I was younger my mum told me I was 'double-jointed' like a lot of my family, I took this as being some sort of special power where I could bend my fingers or elbows or knees the other way, I always tried really hard and couldn't do it so I thought my mum was a liar!

As a teenager I read way too many books about ESP. For years I thought there were actually people walking around who could read my mind, every thought, just as I was thinking it. I was extremely paranoid.

My Dad used to tell me to go outside the room where he couldn't see me and to hold one hand in the air and another one down by my side. After a few minutes he'd tell me to come back in the room. He would look at my hands, then look at my elbows and tell me which one I had held up! I thought he could see through walls!!! I finally figured out that the hand being held up was paler than the one by my side.

I used to think that if I tried hard enough I would be able to see around corners. I tried especially hard when I was practicing piano in the hope that I'd be able to see around the corner and be able to watch tv!