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I used to think my family was really a family of bears from another planet who wore people disguises to fool me. I swore that I had to take naps during the day so they could have their secret bear meetings and take off their suits for a while. The low muffled voices through my closed bedroom door was my 'proof'.
when i was little, i was looking at photos of my brother and sister (i'm the baby) and i saw tons and tons of them but not even one of me and i ran up to my mom crying and i told her "mama, why didn't you tell me i was adopted?" and she just laughed....
My dad used to make things out of lead when i was little and he didn't want me too touch it so he told me if i touched the lead i'd always stay a little girl and never grow up, so for years i thought if you touched lead you wouldn't become a grown up! Crule lol
i used to believe that parents do things to make there children happier. well i was wrong.
When I was little my mum told that mc donalds closed for lunch so i didnt ask 4 one.
when my brother was about 4 or 5 my aunt did something that got him angry, his response was to call her a name and he called her a DOG!! she said what did u call me, he realized what he said had gotten him in trouble by her tone of voice, so he immediately changed what he said i meant PUPPY PUPPY!! I guess he thought calling her a puppy was cute lol
My mother had thick, black hair that she sometimes pulled into a braid, and sometimes left loose. When I was a kid I thought the lady on both the Sun-Maid raisin box and the Land O' Lakes box was her. Who else could it have been?
When I was around 5 years old my older sister(about 9) told me I was found in a dumpster in Albuquerque. She then said that Albuquerque was in hell and that mom and dad only took me out of the dumpster so she would have someone to take care of her and clean her messes, and that it was a good way to punish a deamon.
I believed her and did whatever she wanted me to for about three weeks until one day when she had me eat dirt in our back yard. When my mother
found out she corrected me by saying 'if anything your sister is a deamon and you are an angel' Well, I sure took that one wrong. I though I was a real angel untill I was 7 and that my sister was the one who was found in a trashcan in hell.
when i was about six i noticed my dad had a scar quite low on his belly. i asked him about this and he told me that a samurai had sliced his belly open with his samurai sword.
i truly believed this until i was about nine when i noticed my grandad had a scare in the same place so i asked him if the samurai got him too. i had to ask my nan why my grandad thought it was funny that a samurai sliced his belly. i was really disappointed when i was told it was an appendix scare lol
when i got stung my mom would mix baking soda and water and put it on my sting and i thought that this was a magical solution that only my mom knew she couldnt even tell my dad cuz he never did it!
my dad once told me my great great grampa or sombody helped to build our town like to put up traffic lights and stuff. When discussing Cristopher Columbus in kindergarden one day the teacher said that he found canada and put towns here and stuff so i put my hand up and said "thats my grampa"!!!
I believed because my Dad and all of his brothers had beards that ALL dads had beards!
When I was a little girl my dad closely resembled William Shatner on Star Trek. I asked my dad if that was his brother and he said yes. So, of course, I believed him. The same thing with my uncle who looked like the country singer Don Williams. He said "Sure he's my brother!" I was soooo clueless about how families work. I told everyone that Captain Kirk and Don Williams were my uncles.
Coming from a 100% Italian family, it was always interesting to me to have an Irish Aunt. I would manage to sit next to her at family gatherings and look up in amazement at her beautiful red hair. Once she told me that she would talk to Leprechauns every night and that she could see them because she was Irish. i would sit there with my mouth open listening to stories she told me of the wee people (leprechauns)...I am sure she had a good time with this..LOL
When I was two and three I was completely convinced that I had a brother. I told everyone everything that my brother said and did. He was the coolest brother ever and we had sooo much fun together. One problem, I was an only child. One day I told my mom that I was pregnant so I could have a baby for her so I could finally be with my brother. The people at preschool asked my parents why my brother didn't come with me. I still didn't have a brother.
When my mom picked me up from school I'd say "Wait! We forgot something! We forgot my brother!" and my mom would say "Where do I go to get him?" and I'd say "Make a right at the light."
She of course went left and we went home without my brother.
I took 20 years of trying for my parents so after another four my mom eventually gave up. She didn't tell anyone though. The next day the phone rang and someone she worked with called and said they were taking care of a child that needed a home.
We set up a meeting and I met my brother for the first time. I was like "finally!!"
The preschool teachers were kind of confused about how I didn't have a brother but then suddenly did.
I was on top of the world though and I didn't have to give birth!
I used to believe that all dads were older than all moms. I thought htat was the way it had to be, so I was shocked to find out that my mom was older than my dad. I was in denial for so long after that.... They couldn't convince me that I was wrong, and a person's mom could be older than that person's dad.
I used to have a dream where my auntie would offer a Ferro Rocha and she would chew it up and stick it out on her tongue.
I was so scared every time my auntie came round I hid from her.I have realised she is a great auntie.
My dad works on a minesite, which means flying there, working for two weeks and then being home for one. My little brother was certain when we dropped Dad off at the airport he got on his plane and flew around and around the moon for two weeks until we went to pick him up again.
When I was little I used to believe everyones auntie was called Dawn. Because both of mine were and my best friends. And my brother!!
I used to believe that my mum will give me an older brother.
I'm the only child in my family. And I really hoped to have an elder brother to take care of me. So when I was very small, I asked my mum to bear me an elder brother. After hearing my wish, my mum was very surprised and she said, honey, I can't bear you an elder brother because you are our first child and even if I bear another baby, it will be younger than you!
I felt very depressed. But after deeply thought, I got an idea. I told my mum that she can first eat me, and bear me an elder brother, then she can bear me again, then I would be the younger one. :P