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top belief!
I used to believe I could see air. Then when I moved to a new house, I met a girl at school, and the first thing she said was "I can see air." We've been best friends ever since.
When I was little I believed that the magical-seeming abilities of adults --card tricks, memorizing directions to a strange place at one fast hearing, lifting heavy things, etc.-- all came from tests of inner will and self-discipline (though I didn't yet have those words, I had the concept). I believed that doing anything that was hard would make me better, not just at whatever it was, but at all things, and that the harder a thing was to do, the sooner I'd be able think really fast and tell long jokes properly and do all the other grownup things.
My mother taught me to read as I was learning to talk. When I was four or five I read about eclipses in a children's science book. It plainly said you should never look at the sun-- which intrigued me. Later, playing out in the alley, I gritted my teeth and held my eyes open with my fingers and stared at the sun for a predetermined count of ten. Then, after the spot went away enough so I could see to move around, I went in to where my mother and grandparents were and told them. I was so proud and they were so horrified. "Oh, no, honey! /Never/ look at the sun!" But it was right there, available.
when i was little i saw a episode of "Whos afraid of the Dark" and the kids got trained to lift things with there minds if they stared at it for a long time and concentrated on lifting it. I was in my room staring at my ball and my mom came in and asked me what i was doing. When i told her she thought i was insane.
top belief!
I used to belive I could hear,smell and see better cause i ate carrots. I somehow belived i was really an evolved raptor and eating carrots sustained my human form. Im still a carrot lover to this day!
my sister and I both believe we have mild pyrokinetic powers. We hold our hands motionless near a flame and voila, it will grow, shrink or dance. Depending on what we want it to do.
I believed this for years, and though i'm 18 and doubt its validity i still like to experiment.
My best friend and I both believed that we could breathe underwater. I still do actually; she's grown up... well, technically we both have but she lost her imagination. Anyway.
Whenever we would go to the beach together, or sometimes the pool, we'd practice breathing in the water... weird thing is, neither of us ever drowned or anything, we'd stay underwater for minutes at a time.
i have a friend who used to believe that she really was a squirrel - not a squirrel 24/7, but at night. She was absolutely convinced about this, and used to say thayt if i looked at her cross-eyed, i would see a squirrel. She was so totally convinced about this that i, (aged seven) was unable to convince her that no, she didn't turn into a squirrel at night and go and play with other squirrels in her garden. she used to say, when she was tired, that it was because she had been out with the other squirrels all night long. The scariest thing is that i still don't know if she still believes that!!!!!
seriously weird.
For a short while when I was young, I thought I could breathe underwater. I would swollow a lot of water I thought I was breathing.
My dad used to tell me that if I kissed the ouside of my elbow, I would turn into a boy. I still haven't achieved it to this day.
I beieved { actually i still tend to do it } that i had the power to make objects or people fly backwards with a flick of my wrist or by squinting my eyes like the chartcer on my favorite tv show Charmed
When i was younger,i thought my finger could turn into a pencil if i sharened it.Unfortuneatly,when i tried it,my whole finger nail came off,and it didnt grow back for a month
when i first saw x-men (the film) i got so in to it i tried staring at a vase to try and make it blow up. i only stopped when my step-mum asked me what i was doin. the bad thing is, i was 13....
I used to belive that I could breath under water because I had a dream I was a mermaid.
When I was in 3rd or 2nd grade, this kid Peter said he could see through his hand. I thought I could to. You had to consentrate really hard on the fingers of your hand and you can see through them. It was just something with our eyes that made us think that we could see through our hands!
No matter how often I proved to myself I couldn't fly, every time I had a dream about flying I'd be convinced it was possible all over again. There's just some simple secret thing I'd have to do first-- usually a certain way of bending a leg or kicking just right.
I must have particularly vivid flying dreams, because I still fall back into this way of thinking after nearly every one. Sometimes for a few hours after I'm up and about!
top belief!
When I was little, my dad told me that if I held my breath long enough I would turn inside out. So I would hold my breath till my face was almost purple. When I let the air out, my dad would say, "You were so close, try again!"
From ages four to six I beleived I could fly. My sister and I would jump off the coffee table and flutter our arms as hard as we could. And I swore--for aleast one second--I flew!
When I was young I had my sister convinced, for a little while, that I had magical powers and that if she didn't do what I told her to I would turn her into a frog.
You know how when you blink while looking at the sun and then look somewhere else you can still see the afterglow thingy? When I was little I thought I had magical powers after doing this a few times. I told my mom what I thought and she told me the real junk about my 'powers' and broke my heart. To this day I dont believe in super heros or magicians or anything like that.
I used to think I could get powers by using the Weegee board. Me and my cousins once kept on asking a spirit for some, and we got them. I was about to leave my cousins house but didn't want to. So we all three concentrated and drained oil and gas out of my mom's car. Believe it or not, it appeared she was astonishingly OUT OF OIL! So she borrowed my grandma's car. I remember this as if it were just yesterday.
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