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top belief!
From Kindergarden until some time on I always dreamnt I could fly. I'd get my dreams mixed up with real life and I thought I could just run for a little while, then jump into the air, and flap around as if I were swimming in the sky. I probably believed I could do it until the end of Elementary school:-P.
about 3 years ago, when I saw a movie with people who had special powers, I though I had powers too!
i used to think that people had super powers and i didn't . so i thought everyone could read eachothers mind. everytime i would think about something i would always make sure thee were no adults in the room . i then later figurered out i was wrong, i thought this until i was 12 years old........whoa......talk about being stupid
While sleeping, if you hold someone, they can read your thoughts. While sleeping with my mum sometimes, i used to actually move an inch away and leave her hand just to make sure she could not read my mind.
I was told, when I was 5 that the dust on a butterfly's wing is what helped it to fly. I thought that if I collected enough butterflies, I would have enough dust to put on my arms and I could fly too.
I used to think that if I was swinging on a swing fast enough, I could jump off it and start flying.
top belief!
I used to think that grown-ups could read the minds of children and that once u reached a certain age u would be able to read the minds of those younger than you.. it caused many problems.
I am 16 now, but I remember clearly when I was about 4/5 years old and I was absoloutely convinced I could fly like a bird. I constantly tried out ways of testing my thought, e.g. running in my room and jumping, and it seemed to really work (!) until one day my mum was in the garden and I was so thoroughly convinced I could fly that I jumped from the top step down about 5, never fell after using the rail to save myself, and LUCKILY only suffered carpet burns and a bruised arm.
Around 8 or so, I convinced that I had telekinesis but I wouldn't be able to use it until i was older. Everyday I would just concentrate on something really hard, willing it to move. I believed this until about 10. I realized this is impossible now but I still daydream of how awesome this would be if it were true. Yeah, I'm weird...
When I was young, up until about 6th grade, I thought that I could "bring" the wind. That is, I would either yell "WIND!!!" out loud, or scream it in my brain, thus making it windy and making the trees move. It always worked too.... hahah...maybe its because I lived by the ocean.
When I was in first grade my cousin told me she could swallow things and cough them back up. What I didn't know was that all she did was close her mouth and open it again and pull whatever it was back out of her mouth. I tried it with a gob stopper and almost choked in a car ride with them.
Later, in the same car ride, I complained of thirst. That same cousin told me that's what spit was for and I should drink it. So I tried it and got scared when it didn't work and thought my spit was deffective.
When I was little I used to believe that if I would just run as fast as I could and then jump...that I'd be able to fly. I remember running around the field in Kindergarten telling all the other kids about it so we were all running around really fast and then jumping up. No telling what our teachers thought we were doing!
when i was little i had myself convinced that if i sat really still in the middle of my living room for long enough that i could float. in the hour and a half that i was alone in the house with my sister before my mom would come home, i would "float" quietly around my living room. When my mom came home, however, she would break my concentration and i would fall down and hurt my butt. I'm still not sure whether i really floated or not...but it would be pretty cool if i did.
everyone has seen a movie where something is happening really fast, so it is shot in slow motion. well, as a kid, i too had seen one of these, and thought in turn, that if i did something in slow motion, i really must be doing it extremely fast. so everyday in pre k, i distinctly remember this, i would run slowmo to the swings, look to the sides of me, and think that the kids around me who were actually going FASTER were pathetic becase they werent going fast enough for my slowmo.
i NEVER got a swing, and did understand why until i was promoted to kindergarten.
I used to beleive that I could talk to animals, but I didn't know it, and that I wasn't supposed to know that I could. I even managed to convince my friends that I was best friends with a Candian Goose named Smokey. Whenever I spotted a Canadian Goose in the schoolyard, I would grin and look all proud and say "There's my Smokey!"
I also had them convinced that there was a raccoon that liked to hang around the school, waiting for school to be over so it could follow me home. I told them that he was a mischevious little thing, and liked to cause trouble, but he was too fast for us to catch him in the act. We often found ourselves blaming little things that went wrong on him.
Yes, I was a strange kid.
i used to think i could make things move with my mind, i was very convinced that i made some of my juice disappear from my cup, so one day i told my sister i had those powers and she laughed at me
i used to be convinced, until like three years ago, that someone could "make themselves heavier" if they didnt want to be picked up, by just holding really still and clenching. i dont know why.
whenever i tried to pick my dad up, who was almost 180 pounds, i would always say "dad stop making yourself heavy!!!".
I used to actually think I could fly. I was a huge peter pan fan and still am. Well I would dream every now and then that he came and I flew away with him. So I'd stand on the coffee table and jump off and when I didn't fly I'd say the pixie dust wore off! This went on from the time I was 3 until I was about 6, when I dreamed a monster ate peter. I was so upset! To this day my mom tells everyone about it.
When I was little I thought I could fly also(I think alot of kids did). I remember how I did it and everything: I would be walking and would fall foward, but instead of hitting the ground I would just sort of hover a few inches above it.
I used to believe I could see through things until, one day, I realised I was crossing my eyes making some objects seem transparent!
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