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My brother is 8 years older than I am, so I was kinda young when he was going through his growth spurts. I remember being worried that he wouldn't stop growing, but instead would grow too big for the house.
my mum told me if i showered late at night my bones would melt. i never did believe her. but deep inside, i have always been scared.
As a little kid, I used to believe that my parents had adopted me and they played a role in our familal's life, about all of our life. So I starting an investigation to know if my parents were a sort of robot or anything else. I listened at the doors, to spy their discussions. I finished by to abandon because I never found evidences, for the moment...
When I was a child I used to belive that my father had forever been a 40 years old man.
I used to believe that my sister was not human, but infact an angel. Her shoulder blades indicated where her wings used to be. She told me that they were cut off by my parents. However, she could still travel up to the heavens by wrapping herself in curtains and spinning. I was terrified of losing her.
She was 4 years older than me- so I believed every work.
I used to believe that everyone only had Uncle Bills and Aunt Sues. My mother had a brother named Bill and a sister named Sue - and Sue happened to marry a man named Bill. My father had a sister named Sue as well. So I had two uncle Bills and two aunt Sues. When a friend told me he had an Uncle Pete (or some such non-Bill name,) I didn't believe him, because ALL uncles are "Uncle Bill."
my dad's name is donald and when i was little i used to tell everyone that my dad was Ronald McDonald. and every time i was with some one and i would see a statue of him i would tell them that was my dad.
when i was little i was convinced my parents were trying to poison me, so every time they put a drink on the table for me and my brother i would take the one with less in cos i thought it would be the one with no poison. i have no idea why i thought this!
When I was little, my mom used to leave me at my friend's house. My friend had trouble sharing and got into trouble a lot. I thought that if she was bad enough, her mom would give her to my mom so that we could eat her.
I used to believe that if your parents grounded you they would actually pound you into the ground, so one day my mother told my sister she was grounded and I cried because I didn't want my sister to be in the ground for a week
I used to think that a baby shower was when the mommy took a shower with her new baby son/daughter, and everyone came to watch.
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 your parents asked people to be your grandparents once you were born, the same way they people were asked to be your godparents.
When we'd leave for our family vacation, the song "Up Up and Away" would coincidentally always play on the radio. My parents made me believe it was a sign we were going to have a good trip. I guess I never noticed the 8 track player.
When I was little, my dad told me that I used to have a brother, but he got sucked up by a vacuum cleaner! I was scared of vacuum cleaners for years...
I used to believe my dad that "sacre bleu" meant sacred cheese.. until I was 17.
I was absolutely convinced that I was adopted, and that my 'parents' were not my true biological ones. One day I even hunted around my parent's bedroom, and to my dismay found my birth certificate, with their names on it! I remember being so disappointed, and seriously considered whether they had put a fake one there, to throw me off the trail!
I was three years old when JFK was assassinated. Though I don’t remember it, I knew it made an impression on me.
My uncle Joe was about 15 years older than me and he lived at my grandmother's house. Joe was kind of a wild fella back then, always getting into trouble. He also had hunting rifles in the house. I was afraid of the guns, but was fascinated with the big scope attached to one of them.
Once when I was five or six I got up the courage to look through that scope. I was totally amazed and intrigued with the crosshairs that I saw superimposed on what I looked at through the scope.
Some time after that I was reading through a book my parents had about the Kennedy assassination. To my absolute horror, the book contained (what I later realized was) a photographic re-enactment of the shooting as seen by the assassin. The picture showed a limousine from behind, with people in it and a man I knew was supposed to be Kennedy. The photo was shot through a scope like my uncle’s, and the crosshairs were aimed directly at the back of Kennedy’s head.
In my young mind, I could only draw one conclusion: My cousin Joe had killed President Kennedy.
When I was little my father would tell my sister and me that if a boy kisses you your nose would fall off. I learned he was lying when a oy kissed me on the chhek
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!