I used to believe that adults weren't allowed to play with toys. Then my best friend's dad, who's a kid at heart, showed us his cubicle that was filled with toys. :)
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Not me, but my DAD once heard his father mention people getting fired at work, and he thought they were engulfed in flames.
I used to believe that when you turned 18 you were a grown up.
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I used to believe that if you kissed someone you HAD to marry them. Even in the movies.
i used to believe we all had to marry our brothers. i was really upset cause i didnt wanna marry him.
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I used the scar on my dads leg was a shark bite when in fact he fell off his bike when he was a child
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Growing up with 3 older brothers, I thought that people never stopped growing. I thought the older you got, the taller you got. When I found out my grandparents were visiting, I asked how old they were so I could imagine how tall they'd be. I was really surprised when they were both shorter than my Dad.
I used to believe that I would catch up to my older sister in age.
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During my childhood, I thought that the mother I was living with was not my real mom because she wasn't white. It wasn't until junior high that I learned about dominant and recessive genes, and realized my mom was my REAL mom.
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my grandma used to tell me if I didn't eat every single piece of rice in my bowl I would one day marry a really ugly man!
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My father told me that I was descended from royalty, and I used to think he grew up in a palace and was treated like a prince.
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my cousin (7) had known for a long time what sex and pregnancy was. but not how the baby got out of the mother or that you had to have sex to get pregnant. she was told and she decided that since it was so disgusting making babies and so hurtful letting them out them she would just buy one at a orphanage.
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When i was little i used to believe that if you wanted a grandmother , grandfather , uncle or aunt. you had to ask them if they wanted to be that for you
I used to believe that if you put on a pair of black rubber gloves you'll turn into a grave keeper.... I know totally stupid ah????
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Once my father and I was on a fishingtrip, we didn't get any fish. But all around us there was small birds flying around. My father said that it was FLYING FISH! And I belived him...
Untill I was enganged and my boyfriend told me that we don't have flying fish in Norway. I didn't believe him, because my father had told me different!
But I had to admit that I was wrong, when I could not find anything about it in lexicons and other books...
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I used to believe that grown-ups are know-it-all and couldn't wait to become one. Now I'm 18 and I know than many kids are smarter than adults.
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As I was probably the most clumsiest kid in neighborhood, I watched my older "friends" playing and I was thinking how great it would be if I grew up instantly and would be much smarter than everyone else.
i thought that my aunt lived in a pipe
I always believed you had to have a certain number of dates before you were able to get married to someone. For some reason, the number of dates was usually 100. With my Barbie and Ken dolls, I got really bored with having to wait through 100 dates of theirs so I could go ahead and open my new Barbie wedding dress.
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My Dad and I used to tell my little brother that our Dad sprouted wings at night. And since I was only a teenager, mine weren't fully developed. And also, that he, himself, would one day sprout wings.
Our house at the time was weird. We had a second floor that my grandfather had built by himself. On on one side, there was the roof of the first floor. On the other side there was about 3 inches of roof that the gutter was attached to.
My brother believed us about the wings, but my Dad wanted to make sure. He couldn't stand on the side with the big portion of roof because then my little bro would figure it out. (He was gullible, not stupid). So in his infinite genius, my father climbed around the side and all along the back of the house on the 3 inch portion, all the way to his bedroom window, where my bro was hanging out with my stepmom.
he knocked, my little brother saw, flipped out, believed us even more. It was great. To this day my little brother swears he was just humoring us.
Sidenote: about 30 seconds after impressing my brother, my father fell 15-20 feet onto a stack of white plastic patio chairs.