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When I was in second grade (8 years old), I was standing in line with the other kids to have the teacher check my work, and two boys and I started a contest to see who could hold their breath the longest. I filled my lungs with air, and held my breath for the rest of the time I was in line. The thing that amazed me was that I didn't even feel the need for air while holding my breath, I was just as comfortable as I had been while breathing. Needless to say, I thought I was really good at holding my breath, and wondered why no one else noticed how long I was doing that.
It wasn't until a couple of years later that I realized I had been breathing through my nose.
I used to have a superman-type pajama set, except i was missing the velcro-attached cape (which was taken by my mom). So of course, i believed that the cape was the key to superman's flight capabilities(since i obviously couldn't fly), and for a long time, i swore to people that if superman lost his cape, he wouldn't be able to fly anymore.
I actually thought I had bionic hearing and vision like Steve Austin, and used to use it to look for friends in the playground
When I was a kid, I thought that if I could swing high enough, I would be able to fly when I jumped off the swing. Not from other places, though, just swings...if I jumped from anywhere else, my (invisible) wings wouldn't work because I was moving too slowly and I'd crash into the ground. But that might have been because I was terrified of standing on high places as a child...
I believed that if I wished hard enough eventually my wish would come true and I would be able to fly like Superman. I spent many afternoons testing this theory by jumping off the arm of the sofa shouting "I wish I could fly" really fast before I hit the ground. (I had prudently padded the floor with the sofa cushions first though, just in case I hadn't 'wished hard enough yet.')
My cousin and I, used to beleive we could fly. We would take turns jumping off the couch to see who "flew" longest. I also belevied that if I stared straight into the sun I could make day turn to night, I was really upset when I found out that it was just me going temporarily blind.
I discovered masturbation long before I had heard the facts of life or even liked boys at all. I didn't associate with anything sexual, and I had no idea what it was. I assumed I must have discovered some special power and that I was the only person in the world who knew how to do it.
I used to believe that I was part of someone else's dream. When my mother would come to wake me early to go to school, I would wish that whoever had me in their dream would wake up and I would be able to go back to sleep.
My parents used to joke that the dirt in my ears could grow fruit and I believed them. they would pretend to pull grapes and strawberries out of my ears. I would often ask them to check. When I told them that the kids in kindergarten didn't believe me they started pulling bigger and bigger fruit out of my ear to try to drop a hint. After the oranges and grapefruits didn't work, they just told me the truth. I was sooo mad and disappointed I shut myself in my room for the day.
I used to believe that I could outrun my own shadow!
i used to believe that i was the only person that could see rain
I used to believe that if I could wiggle my ear and then jumped off a barn I could fly. Couldn't. Didn't.
I used to believe that I could fly if I flapped my arms. I tried it once when I was about 5, by running down a hill and leaping skywards at the curb. Bloody knees! Apparently, my mind still believes it as I often dream of flying (I'm over 50 now) although I always seem to get tangled up in the power lines.
When New Years Eve in 2000 came by, I was prepared for take off. When the ball hit 0 on tv, I flapped my arms up and down, expecting to fly. But unfortunately, I tripped on the rug, and landed flat on my face, therefore abusing the flying privelage. God was angry at me, so he took that away.
until I was seven or so I believed that I was an alien because I was the only person who could breathe through their nose... I only found out otherwhise when I was caught cheating during that game you're supposed to play while driving through a tunnel of holding your breath.
When I was younger I was convinced I could control the wind. I clearly remember trying to fly a kite on a perfectly non-windy day by talking to the air.
I have a freckle on my hand which I used to think it was a magic freckle that i could use like a button if I pressed it to turn on the light inside the fridge. This strange idea was not put to rest by my parents - my mother in fact encouraged this fantasy by standing next to the fridge and opening it as I "aimed" my freckled hand at it like a remote control...
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!"
When I was about five years old and in kindergarten, I went on a field trip that took a long time to drive to. I believed that if I growled like an animal, the bus would move faster, and we'd get there quickly. I have no idea why I believed that.
My friend and I used to believe that if we slept with our heads together, we would share the same dream. lol. We would always do it during sleepovers.