body functions: special powers

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.

When I was a wee lad. I thought when you sqent your eye's at street lights at night and they look like they're shooting out in different directions was my super power.

I was so sure I was bionic that I gathered some schoolmates together to demonstrate my superhuman powers by pushing my school a few feet. To my great surprise, it didn't even budget.

i used to believe my wishes come true when i have this furry cloth plant. so i wished that a bee would sting my sister's butt...... it did :)

i still believe this :(

From Janie: When I was little, I had flying dreams so real I was sure I could fly.Getting started was always tricky and I had to use special breathing techniques to get off the ground (never in a Superman position but always upright like airborn doggy paddle)... ...I still have these dreams...

The quoted bits are exactly the same as what i had and sometimes still have (i'm like 21 now :)

Its sad i know, but i LIKE my sleep!

I used to believe that I was one of nine stars who came to this solar system from God (who was the sun). We each went to our own planet and I was chosen to go to Earth. What I would at times do to fulfill my mission was stand in a weird X position with my legs and arms spread out (like pausing while your doing jumping jacks)so I would look like a star. This would allow magical powers to flow out of me and make the world a very happy place. My best imaginary friend was at first a strange-looking girl with purple hair and a pipe in her mouth who then when on to Venus and never saw me again because she was (or became) one of those nine stars. I even sadly missed her when she left. So weird!

when I dreamed I could fly when I put my hands down my side but out flat palms down.Also I could fallow my self walking home from school.

My friends and I were walking through the woods one day and found a place where all the trees were dead and rotting. When were able to start pushing down and breaking all the logs and branches we thought we had been turned into superheroes.

When I was a child I over heard my grandmother talking about colored people.I use to think that there were a bunch of rainbow colored people running around. The "colored" people.

I was very young and lost a toy or something and asked my mom if she'd seen it. She got that "how stupid can you be?" look and said, "Retrace your steps! You ALWAYS have to retrace your steps."

My innocent little warped brain somehow interpreted that as, you have a spool of invisible string that unravels wherever you walk, and by going back the way you came in you roll it back up on the spool. I consciously did that for so long it was well into high school before I realized I was still doing it unconsciously.

My brother had me convinced that he posessed X-RAY VISION until I was nine years old. He proved this by telling me what was inside solid objects; for instance, a pink toy pig was "pink all the way through." Irrefutable.

I had a recurring dream as a child that if i lifted my legs from the ground, into the lotus position (I had no idea what that was, then), and pushed my hands toward the ground, i would be able to float in the air. I was so convinced of this that one day at school, i spent a whole recess trying to do it.

One time when I was little I was walking with my mum in nearby woods, when we came to the edge of a very steep hill. Of course, I set of with glee to run down it and my mum said "Be careful! Don't run too fast or you won't be able to stop" (presumably meaning I was go careering into a tree or something). Unfortunately though, I thought that when people ran, if they reached a certain 'key' speed, then they would be doomed to run everywhere for the rest of their lives.

When I was six years old I had a dream in which I flew from one end of the garden to the other. Afterwards I was convinced that I could fly. Fortunately I only told a few people about it.

When I was little, I had flying dreams so real I was sure I could fly.Getting started was always tricky and I had to use special breathing techniques to get off the ground (never in a Superman position but always upright like airborn doggy paddle).I used to tell my friends I could fly. I still have these dreams and still tell my friends the same story :-)

My dad took a tennis ball, told me to look in the air, and pretended to throw it, but kept it in his hand. I thought he threw really hard and fast so I couldn't see the ball go into outer space.