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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
I used to believe that my parents were angels because every morning when I would wake up they would be upstairs but I never heard them come upstairs, so I thought they flew there.
When I was little, my great-grandma told me that she had an invisible thinking-cap that only worked when she tugged on her ear, pressed her nose and made a weird noise. I asked her why I didn't have one, and she told me that mine was still growing on the back of my head. So for ages, every time I saw her, I'd ask her to check and see if my thinking-cap had gotten any bigger.
when i was little, i was convinced by my mom that you could love up to the moon. so when we would argue over the phone when i would go to montana i would say "i love you to the moon so i win" and then i would hang up and expect to see hearts all the way up to the moon. i was kinda immature. ot her than that i was fairly logical and normal.
My parents used to tell my sister and I that they were going to "sell us to the gypsies" if we did not be quiet in the car. I thought gypsies at the time were friends of Ronald McDonald (like hamburgler) and never understood why that was so threatening. Needless to say it didn't make us any more quiet.
when my mommy nags me about something that i did wrong I always called on my frienbd tru phone... she also sad that she also gets nagged by her mommy... Now we had this belief that every night when all children are asleep... parents form a secret society in a place and talk wityh each other on their next plan to ruin our days...
ha ha ha we had such large imaginations!
Thank Mork and Mindy and my very eccentric father, but I was a firm believer that my mom (who was from another country) and my dad (because he said he was) were aliens. We heard the word alien a lot around the house, so it was quite possible that our parents were aliens and my dad hatched my mom. So I concluded that my mom came from the egg, like Mork. My dad hatched her and loved her, like Mindy loved Mork, and one day we were all going to be picked up while we were driving because the moon was always following us. So it had to be waiting for us to stop so it could pick us up. I mean obvious right?
I used to call my granparents Omi and Opi, thinking that it was their real names. At the time I thought how cool that they met and their names rhymed, it wasn't until I was about 8 that I realised that Omi and Opi are grandma and grandpa in german.
I used to believe my parents were speaking in a different language when they spoke to each other because I was too young to understand
I used to believe that when my parents put me and my younger sister to bed it was so they could take off their masks and relax because they were really aliens, it wasnt until years later that i discussed this with my sister and found out she thought the same thing . FREAKY !
When I was about 4 or 5, my granpa had died. My granma, instead of wallohing, she decided to have a party. Being the strange family that my family was, they made a joke that my grandmaa was having a sex change. And for the longest time, until I was about 10 or 11, I had avoided my grandma because I thought that she had been dating herself.
My fanily got a big kick out of that once I told them why I had been avoiding her.
I used to believe that a family had to have one mom, a dad, a son, a daughter, and a baby of any gender. Since I am an on;y child, I thought my family wasn't a real family.
When I was in kindergarten, my friend always talked about her cousin. One day I decided to ask her what a cousin was (at the time I didn't have any cousins, so I didn't know what it meant) and she said "it's like a baby brother or sister", so being only five or six, I thought it WAS a baby brother or sister. I thought it was a fancy/smart way of saying brother or sister. So throughout the rest of the school year, I referred to my younger brother as my cousin since I thought it would make me cool, until my mom told me that I don't have any cousins. I was pretty disappointed, and everyone thought I had a really cool cousin.
I used to believe that my cousin and I were twins because we had the same first name just spelled differently and to make it worse my grandmother would dress us up a like and tell people we were twins. I was devistated when I found out we were not reallly twins!
For the longest time, I thought that my Great Grandma was actually my Grape Grandma, because whenever I saw her she was usually wearing purple.
That my mom was an alien!
my great auntie found out that she was adopted when she was a baby and she got told when she was 60 so i used to be scared that my mum would tell me i was adopted
Every Christmas and every time I lost a tooth, I used to get letters from Santa or the Tooth Fairy..... I would gloat to all the other kids how our idols were sending me letters and no one else.
Then I found out it was Grandmother writing me the letters the whole time, and I was furious. I thought it was her way of not letting Santa or the Tooth Fairy come into our house.
I used the believe that a baby could walk right after he or she was born. When my friend told my kindergarten class that she started walking at the age of one, I raised my hand and asked if something was wrong with her.
If I was misbehaving my grandma used to say that if I didn't behave myself a gypsy would come and take me and put me into her bag full of snot! Everytime we went to the shops in town I was on the look out for the gypsies with their snot bags.