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When I was young, maybe 6 or 7, I believed that I was psychic and could predict which way my sandal would land if I kicked it off (right side up or not). My Uncle Michael pointed out that it landed the same way almost every time. He's also the one that told me there is no Santa.
One lackadaisical day at home, after one of my many siblings birthday parties, there was an old helium birthday balloon kind of hovering in air. I took to laying on the couch and focusing all my "mind energy" on the balloon. At that exact moment a door shut in another room thus causing the balloon to sway a bit.
My dad told me a had something called Telekinesis, which meant I had the rare ability to move things with my mind.
Unfortunately when I told my 2nd grade teacher that I could move things with my mind she made me put my money where my mouth is.
I wasn't able to produce...
I used to believe that if I tried hard enough and concentrated, I could actually "float" off the roof of my Mom's house and land softly in the grass. After the first time I tried the 12-foot jump, I quickly dispelled that belief.
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I was firmly convinced I could fly - I even have strong memories of flying or floating down the stairs. I think I probably could and it was only when I was told I couldn't that I stopped being able to.
I used to believe that I could 'fly' at about 6 inches off the ground. I'd do this by holding my breath in my bloated out cheeks and doing a kind of breaststroke movement with arms and legs.
I used to believe that my eyes had special powers because after looking at a bright light for awhile then blinking i saw stars.
I was convinced my Mom could see through floors and across miles as
she always seemed to know what the heck I was doing that wasn't right.
I was Fifteen and had gone upstairs to bed with a flashlight and comic
book being very careful to tuck the covers in tightly so nothing could be
seen. After ten minutes I heard my mom call my name from "downstairs."
I quickly turned out the flashlight and hid the book under the pillow, threw
the covers back and calmly answered "Yes Mamm", and from downstairs
she hollered up "Turn off the flashlight, put up the comic book and go to sleep"
All I could say was "Yes Mamm". Yeah I was convinced all my life.
I thought if I wished hard enough that some day Natalie Wood would actually become my big sister and then she'd come move in with us. Alternatively, I believed that somehow I could some day magically turn myself into her. Not just be LIKE her, but actually really BE her...
I must have had a dream when I was a little girl that I could levitate by flapping my hands whilst jumping in the air. For ages I thought this was true and then tried to show my brother who clearly thought I was mad. As did I when I fell back to earth without so much as a second in the air, I was totally convinced I'd shown him before. Very disappointing!
i used to have this recurring dream where i was sort of flying through the local k-mart, but it was more like a cross between floating and swimming, making my way through all the racks of reasonably priced clothing. anyway, the dream was so real to me that for years i was convinced that there was some point when i was actually able to fly in that k-mart. i was always so dissapointed when it didn't happen again.
My sister used to think that nobody could see her if she closed her eyes.
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My brother told me that if you ate a slug you'd be able to fly. Naturally curiosity overcame me, and I only discovered he was lying after trying to eat one.
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My friend told me she had a special gift from god. She had powers in her stomach that enabled her to fly and distribute candy to airplane passengers. She claimed I wasn't ready for these powers because I my body was too small to handle them.
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I used to believe that I could actually cut the clouds with my hand.
When I was I a kid I'd pluck out pieces of grass and eat the root. I'd say it gave me super strength and I flip and cartwheel all over the lawn.
I remember being about 3 years old and going outside to play one very windy day. I jumped up into the air and recall having stayed there for what seemed to be an inordinate amount of time. I have never forgotten that moment. At age 41 swear it really happened. I still wonder why I was able to remain aloft just that one time. Was it that I was so light and simply was able to somehow catch the wind just right like a kite? Or, was my ability to use mind over matter just better honed at age 3 than it has been ever since?
I thought that I could control the weather. So, I would think things like, "The rain is going to stop in 2 seconds and I can go play outside". It worked once but, of course, it was pure coiencidence. I suppose I had a god complex at the age of four.
If you flapped your arms fast enough you cuold fly like a bird. My friends and I tested this many times from a garage roof. We were never achieved flight. I guess we couldn't flap hard enough
I used to believe I could control the weather.. the thing is everytime I wanted wind or rain or snow eerily it would happen. I still can't explain it snowing on my birthday every time I wished for it. I live in a city in the US that gets snow almost never, maybe you can explain it or maybe I really DID control the weather. Yeah right, and maybe pigs DO fly!
I used to believe that if enough people would stare at a single point in, say, a brick wall for long enough, they could collectively burn a hole through that wall.
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