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I used to believe that I was actually a grown-up dwarf and that someone from the Moscow State Circus would be along to take me back at any time.
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 younger, my older sister was a tyrant who always got in trouble. When things went awry or if I got hurt, my parents would often ask, "Did she do that?", probably gesturing to my older sister. I hadn't a firm grasp on pronouns at that point, so for the longest time I thought my sister's name was "She" and would talk to her or about her referring to her as such. We didn't put it all together until years later, why I would call my sister "She", rather than her given name.
I Used To believe if you lied to your parents a black spot would appear on your tounge, because every time I lied my parents told me to stick out my tounge and tell me they could see a black spot on it. This meant I was lying.
When I was four or five, my Mom would drink Coke and my Dad would drink Diet Coke so I always just believed that Coke was for girls and Diet Coke was for boys. I didn't drink Diet Coke till I was like, eight.
i used to think that my dad got my mom [mummy] from egypt.. when i was like 7
When I was a kid, I would watch the speedometer as my dad would drive on family trips. When I asked him why he was driving faster than the speed limit, he told me that the speedometer was broken and that he was driving under the limit. I was really concerned that we would be pulled over and have to figure out a way to prove that the speedometer was broken to the police. I didn't realize that he was just speeding until I was in my 20s.
I used to believe that my grandad was Al Jolson. And that my uncle was Rod Stewart. Basically I got confused between my family liking people and actually being them.
When I was younger my brother tried to explain the concept of littering to me. I was convinced that if I dropped one candy wrapper on the ground that I would wake up the next morning and the whole world would be covered in trash and boxes.
I used to have this fear that my parents were only taking care of me for a short while longer, like 12 years of age, and then give me away as slave labor, though they were always very caring parents.
I used to believe that parents could 'donate' naughty children to Amish families because they needed so many people to run their farms, and that during particularly hard seasons they would roam around and kidnap wandering or crying kids.
This is probably because my father used to threaten to give me to the Amish when I misbehaved.
WHen I was little my I used to throw the lint behind the dryer cause I was to lazy to throw it away. My dad then told me that you could recylce dryer lint for money so I started saving it up for cash! I was about 12 before I relized her was messing with me.
One time when I was little, my mom told me I was grounded. I had never been grounded before! I ran to the window and looked outside at the yard, and imagined being buried in the ground with just my head sticking out! I didn't want to get grounded!!!
I had an uncle who was a real joker and once he told us he and his wife were twins (we were very young). I believed him for years. When I was in second grade our teacher told us we had twins moving to our town and they would be joining our class. That started a conversation about twins. Kids told her of twins in their families, and I was excited to share MY news. When I told her my aunt and uncle were twins she said she knew twins that married twins. I told her that's what my aunt and uncle did - they got married - to each other. She gave me a really funny look and asked me if I was sure. Then she asked me what state they lived in!
When I was little, my mom would always correct my grammar and I would argue with her about it. She would always respond with "I know what I'm talking about, I was an English major." Of course, she meant that she had majored in English in college, but at the time I thought that she was claiming to have been a Major in the English army.
I thought that your parents designated random people to hold the titles of your grandparents, aunts and uncles and mine just so happened to choose their parents, brothers and sisters.
My family and I live part-time in England and part-time in Italy, and when I first went to school in England one boy convinced me that my family must be gangsters. I assumed my grandfather must be the godfather, and whenever we went back to Italy I would search the house for guns.
When I was little, I used to believe that my father knew everything. Literally. One day I was in the bath and asked him what time it was. There are no words for how shocked I was when he said "I don't know".
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 younger i used to believe that my real mom was locked up in a closest, and that the "mom" i had was a secret agent trying to brainwash me and my brother because she was too mean to be a real mom.