grown-ups

I firmly believed that my parents would not die. Old people were old, and that was their lot. It was my parents job to stay about 28 and make sure everyone got to college safely.

As for me, I knew I'd be ten one day, but that was the distant future. Until I got there, I was fine with whatever age I happened to be at.

I used to believe…

When I was young I had this wierd irrational fear that my dad was going to kidnap me and take me away from my mom--no parents were not divorced. he used to take the "senic route" everywhere and I would panic when I didn't recognize where we were and ask repeatedly "where are we going?" This fear lasted unitl I was about 12 I thought I was nuts but I finally figured this one out. when I was very young my dad used to listen to books on tape in the car. There was one particular story by Mary Higgins Clark called "Little Lost Angel" where a little girl is kidnapped by her dad....

I believed that people actually worked inside the cooling towers. I thought that they must be really brave to stand there at the bottom of that massive, awe-inspiring vat and work away. I had dreams about these people all the time.
I never thought to ask anyone what cooling towers actually did.

I used to believe…

(Hero -- father)
When my dad was a child, he worked on farms for pocket money. He would snare pesky gophers, dig holes for fence posts, and do some harvesting. One time, he told me, a man's arm got caught and sucked up into the horrible cutting blades of the hay bailer. My dad, thinking quick, and acting quicker, grabbed a nearby axe and severed the man's arm off at the elbow joint before the machine could pull him all the way in. When I repeated this story to him twenty years later, he said it wasn't him and I must have read it in a Stephen King book or something.
I checked with my brother, and my brother told me that our dad told him that one time he was helicoptered to the top of Mt. Everest so that he could ski down.
Hmmm.
Irregardless, we both decided, with children having less and less role models these days, our father would still be our number one life-saver/ thrilll-seeker hero.

i used to believe that if you were born a girl you would turn into a boy when you grew and if born a boy you'd turn into a girl. i use dto tell my mum ' when i grow up and am a boy...'

I used to believe…

when i was around 7, i thought my parents were trying to kill me so i started acting up. when they took me to a therapist, she asked me to draw a picture of my family, and i purposely left out my father so she would think my parents werent good parents and would let me be adopted into another home.

I used to believe…

When I was young, I thought that some people were just created as adults and some people were destined to be children their whole lives. I figured that I was going to be stuck being a child forever, and that one day--the day I had been supposed to become an adult--some grown-up or another perma-child would break the truth to me, saying, "Ha ha, we fooled you--you're still a kid and you always will be." I always pictured this person gripping his or her belly while laughing heartily at my gullibility.

I used to believe…

when we were very (four or five-ish) me and my sister would occasionaly be taken to see our great grandmother, between us me and my sister privatly decided that she must be at least 100 years old, because she was so wrinkly and decrepid.

when she died a while after that i decided that everyone must get to live exactly 100 years before they popped there clogs.

In retrospect this seems a lot fairer than only getting 60-70 years if your lucky

I used to like rummaging through my mother's jewelry box and trying on her pretty rings. One day, when I was nine, I slipped on a ring with a large ruby that I had never seen before. When my mother saw me with it on, she yelled at me to put it back and not to go through her things. Since she never minded when I tried on her jewelry before, my overactive imagination decided that my mother was having an affair and that her "boyfriend" had given her the ring. I even drew up a list of possible male friends that she could be having an affair with, and snooped around to see if I could catch my mother with her "boyfriend." Years later, I told her all about it. She laughed very hard until she told me that the ring had been a present from my father, and as it was much more expensive than any of her other rings, she hadn't wanted me to play with it.

I used to believe…

About 2 years ago, when we owned a cat and it behaved badly, my mom would warn it and shout "I'm gonna return you back to the pet shop!" So my 6 year old brother made these big eyes, looked up at my mom and asked in a low voice, "If I don't behave, will you take me back to the Kid Shop?" And my mom assured him of that and to this day, he still believes another kid will take his place if he misbehaves.

I used to think i would turn into a boy later on in life!

I used to believe…

My older sister is 8 years older than me. So when I was little and she was a teenager, she started not wanting me to be in the bathroom when she was bathing, for privacy.
She had never wanted this before, and when I questioned her, to avoid the awkwardness of telling me she didn't want me seeing her naked, she told me she was an angel, and if I saw her in the bathtub I would see her wings, and God would be upset at her for revealing this secret.
She told me not to tell anybody. I thought for ages that she was an angel; I felt really special to have my sister be an angel and I thought that maybe when I got to be a teenager like her I would grow my wings and be an angel as well.

I used to believe (er, forget?) that people were born and died, so I always thought it was really hard to find someone to marry, because everyone got used up so fast!

I noticed a book once in our house and the author had the same first and last name as my dad, and I thought that my dad had written a book.

I used to believe…

When i was little i thought whenever my mom was acting weird it was an alien pretending to be my mom so everytime my mom acted weird i started pulling at her face trying to take the alien's mask off. eventually my mom and i made up a secret code so i wouldn't think she was an alien.

...i had issues?

I used to believe…

When I was little, I used to believe that my mom was the real life Snow White from "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs" because she had short black hair and pale skin. Then I came to the conclusion that since my mom was Snow White, my dad must be Prince Charming. I got some pretty weird looks from people when I told them this. I thought I was so special....