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When I was in middle school, our school had signs next to each room with the room number. On these signs was the brail equivalent to the number. I asked my teacher how people who are blind know where to feel to find the signs. He replied the signs make a high pitch sound that only the blind can hear due to the fact that they have heighten hearing to make up for their lack of sight.
when i was little i used to belive that if you couldn't see someone they can't see you so when i was sneaking around and my mom or dad walked in i covered my eyes so the "couldn't see me".. then at preschool one time we were playing hide-and-go-seek an i would go in the middle of the feild and cover my eyes when people tagged me i thought they had just bumped into me and felt me.. i thought this till people began to tease me about me dumb hiding spots
i used to believe that i could fly like mary poppins'. I would get my umbrella, and jump into the ditch, and see if i could float...in my heart i could.
When I was younger, I would always be gentle with doorknobs because I thought I was so strong I could crush them.
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 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 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 used to believe that my eyes had special powers because after looking at a bright light for awhile then blinking i saw stars.
when i was about five years old, i woke up and stood on my cabin bed, breathed in deeply and then flew around my bedroom before landing on the floor and climbing back into my bed and falling asleep. to this day there's a part of me that believes i really did fly and that it wasn't just a dream...
I remember I thought that I can move people with a small magnet if they wear somekind of metal. Indeed my grandfather used to pretend this and made me believe that he is moving because of the magnet.
When I was little (until about five) I was obsessed with flying. I put my heart and soul into the dream that one day I would be able to finish my training--taping feathers onto my arms and buttocks, then jumping off stuff--and soar off into the sky.
I believed that I could "tightrope walk" across the footboard of my bed, without falling, if I held in each hand one of the plaster angel plagues my aunt made me. I fell and broke the angels.
When my brother, sister and I were little kids, my parents had friends of theirs who lived in England come to visit us. After that, whenever my sister would get upset and cry, my brother and I would tell my sister that if she kept crying that would make our friends in England cry. For some reason she always stopped crying, but I could never figure out why they would cry if she did.
when i was in third grade i used to believe that if i spun around really fast i could turn into Wonder Woman....
My belief has not been explained away by age or anything else for that matter. Since I was a child ( 40 now) When I walk, jog or drive by street lamps they will turn off. Not all of them just one or a few. This happens more frequently when I am either extremely mad/upset or happy. The time of the month has nothing to do with it & I have already contacted our Electric company to see if the street lamps were on a certain schedule etc. I also have to replace my own household lightbulbs weekly. SOOO I guess I still do believe in MY special power altho I am not sure what it is!
I used to think I could read peoples minds because I always knew what card they were going to choose from a deck. As I got older I realized that I was sub-consciously calculating the most likely choice of that person.
I used to believe that if I stood in a wash tub and pulled hard enough on the handles I could make myself fly. Must have dreamed it or something.
i have an older brother and an older sister, everytime we played hide and seek i thought i was SOO clever. so, i would stick up my pointer finger (as if i was point to the ceiling) put it in the center of my ace, and shut my eyes. i thought "if i can't see them they can't see me!" i was always caught first! i didn't realize why until i was 7!
I used to think that deja vu ment i had magical powers. I used to get deja vu alot when i was younger, and still till this day infact. I used to smile and tell people i could reverse things and do them all over again. I doubt the understood i ment deja vu . My poor parents must have been so amused. I also used to think i could predict the future because i would have a song in my head all day long and when i would turn on the radio, 8-10 times it was that song i had in my head all day. Not popular songs, just random favorites of mine. Same thing with movies. I would be thinking of a line or charector from a movie and it always seems like when i turn on the tv, there is that movie at some point of its running time.
At the age of 6 my Old best friend (who moved away 5 years ago) "Megan" told me that if you closed your eyes on the tire swing and said, "I wish I could fly!" 100 times going really high, that you'd fly! But when I tried it, I thought i did something wrong. So I asked Megan and she said that I must not have been ment for flying!
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