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There was a house down the street that had a sign out front that said"psychic reader". I thought the person inside always knew when I walked by,and what I was thinking.
When I was 3, I used to believe that when I rolled over in bed, my legs would detach and switch places. It happened very fast, so I would concentrate with all my might for the moment they detached and reattached.
I used to believe when I was 6, that when I was older, I would grow a third arm from my stomach, because I thought that at some point my body would realise that, at times, like anyone, I needed to carry more things than I could with two arms, and since there was a demand, in my mind, for a third arm, evolution would grow me another! The only logical place I could find for it was my stomach since it would be the easiest place to have one to carry things, like a lopsided claw machine! I also believed that every time I had a stomach ache, it was a sign that my revolutionary third arm was growing!
When I was in second grade (8 years old), I was standing in line with the other kids to have the teacher check my work, and two boys and I started a contest to see who could hold their breath the longest. I filled my lungs with air, and held my breath for the rest of the time I was in line. The thing that amazed me was that I didn't even feel the need for air while holding my breath, I was just as comfortable as I had been while breathing. Needless to say, I thought I was really good at holding my breath, and wondered why no one else noticed how long I was doing that.
It wasn't until a couple of years later that I realized I had been breathing through my nose.
One time we were driving past a house that advertised psychic tarot card readings for $20.00 and my daughter asked me if the lady inside knew we were driving by reading her sign.
I used to think I had the special power of being able to smell things with my finger.
I used to think that I was the only person in the world that could yawn. So one day in kindergarten I yawned and said to the kid next to me, "don't worry I'm not going to eat you, that's my superpower". Why I thought that was a superpower though is beyond me.
I used to think that the dots and things that I saw when I looked in a light for a long time was a sign that angels were around. It made me believe that God gave me this special gift that no on else had.
When I was younger, I would always be gentle with doorknobs because I thought I was so strong I could crush them.
I used to believe that when you were tired from running you could turn an invisible wind up knob on your back to make you go faster. When I played soccer I frequently stopped to wind myself back up.
I believed until near adulthood that when I was 6 or 7 I had actually flown for several feet in my back yard.
When I was little I used to think that when it rained it was God taking a shower, when it thundered he was bowling and when lightning flashed he turned on a light.
I used to believe when I was younger that I could fly. I would jump off of high things and pretend like I was flying. One time I climbed up a tree nearby a bee's nest, they stung me and I fell and had to go to the hospital for a concussion. I didn't think I could fly anymore...
thanks to benny 'the jet' rodriguez, i believed that you ran faster while running in slow motion. so fast you looked slow kinda thing. so i would take really large, slow steps simulating slow motion. when people told me to hurry up, i just laughed because i was so fast they thought i was behind them.
My parents used to joke that the dirt in my ears could grow fruit and I believed them. they would pretend to pull grapes and strawberries out of my ears. I would often ask them to check. When I told them that the kids in kindergarten didn't believe me they started pulling bigger and bigger fruit out of my ear to try to drop a hint. After the oranges and grapefruits didn't work, they just told me the truth. I was sooo mad and disappointed I shut myself in my room for the day.
I used to believe that I could trick gravity so that I could fly. I tried to casually walk off a playhouse roof with the belief that gravity would not be paying attention and that I would be able to walk on air. Sadly, the only result was a few bruises.
people could read my mind, but didn't tell me
I used to believe that I was genetically mutated so that my brain was modified to cause me to have super intelligence and super senses at the cost of being able to interact normally with other people.
that using athletes foot cream would instantly make me an athlete.
That dreams were memories of infancy coming back. So a dream where I was flying meant that I used to be able to fly. I remember being six and telling another kid, "When I was two I could fly, but I can't now because I'm heavier."