grown-ups

I used to believe that when my parents went out for diner, they'd get desintagrated by an evil alien with a laser gun. I even had nightmares about it where I'd try to warn them, as I was the only one who could see the green monster with the huge fangs. I used to cry so much when they went out, and I'd say goodbye like I'd never see them again

I used to think that I should be a cop when I grew up because I was good at Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego.

I used to believe…

A friend's older sister was mean enough to tell her little sis that she was actually adopted and that if she misbehaved, her adoptive parents would send her back where she came from, in Lituania!

I used to believe…

Once I learned about the traditional wedding(the one with the tuxedos,white gowns and kissing,not to mention the usual wedding music) I decided that divorces were simular. THe couple who didn't like eachother anymore would still wear their wedding outfits and when the music played,that they walked backward until they came to the priest/judge and then he would pronounce them unmarried.

I used to believe…

When we were 4, me and my friend Peter decided, like small children do, that we would have a wedding. Everyone had to wear bright pink if they were a girl or blue if they were a boy, and had to bring us presents. Peter went dressed as a cowboy, complete with toy shotgun (shotgun wedding? :), and I wore my mum's pink nightdress and pushed a pram full of plastic spiders. (our children)
When we got to the bit about actually "getting married", Peter said
"Well, she can marry me if she likes, but I'm not marrying her!" My parents burst out laughing and I smacked him one.
(Since then his opinion has changed..he he)

I used to believe…

When I was about 4 or 5, my dad had me convinced that he had once caught a bullet in his teeth. I believed that until I was, oh, about 12 or so, when a friend told me that was impossible and I was stupid.

I used to believe that mum and dad evolved from the dinosaurs!

I used to believe…

When I was about 3 or 4, my destiny was to become a cash register. Then my mom told me I couldn't be a cash register, and I got very, very mad. So I sat down, thought a bit, and decided I wanted to be a fire hydrent instead. Yes, a fire hydrent, and not a fireman.

When she went to explain that one to me, I plugged my ears, and ran around in circles humming.

I have an aunt that I resemble in every way-looks, disposition, etc. She has twin sons that are 5 years older than me, and they have always told me that I'm really their younger sister, and their dad didn't want a girl, so they gave me to my aunt's younger brother, who i believed to be my dad. The sad part is, all my life I've questioned this, and everyone just laughs like it's a big joke, but I have never had it either confirmed or denied. I'm eighteen now, and a little part of me still believes my older cousins/brothers...or whatever.

I used to believe…

When I was younger, I believed that getting married was something that everyone had to do when they got to a certain age (like buying a house) and that when adults had boyfriends or girlfriends, it was because they had gotten divorced and needed someone around while they looked for a new spouse and they were going to get rid of that boy/girlfriend as soon as they found one.

I used to believe…

When I was about four I belived that as I grew older my parents would grow younger. I could not wait until they woudl be children and I would be the parent so that I could punish them for mistreating me. It was not mistreatment but rather punishment.

I used to believe…

Since my relatives always acted so nice and perfect when I was around, for some reason I thought they were the only people in the world who could never make any mistakes or do anything wrong. I just figured that while other people do make mistakes and do bad things, they never did.

I used to think people had to have the same birthday in order to get married... Guess I was thinking of an anniversary. Imagine my dismay back in grade school when the only other person there that shared my birthday was my best friend's little sister (I'm female, too...)

I used to believe…

When I was about 4, my sister and I used to take a shower together, so she could help me wash my hair. Well one day she was washing my hair and she told me that the shampoo that she used would turn my hair into gold. Then she told me that when I fall asleep our parents would cut it all off and sell it to get money and that I would be bald, and that they didn't like bald kids so they would sell me also. She also told me that I had another sister that I didn't know about because they had sold her too. I had nightmares for about a week after that. And I also asked my parents how many children they really had.

I used to believe…

When I was little I thought that parents had kids just so they could eat them. I remember sitting in the car once as my mom talked to one of her friends and I swore they were talking about ways to cook me.

I used to believe…

Even though I have the most caring parents in the world; the Fairy Tale "Hansel and Gretel" scared the crap outta me and I always used to freak out when I was with my parents alone driving out in the middle of nowhere. For some reason I kept thinking they were going to drop me and my brothers and sisters off and leave us stranded. Many of my childhood road trips left me with memories of being terrified!